Luyện nghe bài hát Sunday Morning and Saturday Night

My ol' man was a
A real hard man to
He'd read the King James
While on corn liquor

He'd get drunk and get to preachin'
out on the porch
Alternatin' cussin' and a prayin'
and a praisin' the Lord

No about it
He was a man of both
He had his of demons
But on Jesus he lean

He'd say, "Fly high like the
Run wild the devil
We're all tryin' to the middle
Between saint and sinner, wrong and
morning and Saturday night"

Well, I have 'Amazing Grace', hymnal in my hand
Played 'Stairway To Heaven' in a three pick up band
I know the straight and narrow is the path I should take
But out here in the fast lane, you to get a little sideways

I hear him preachin'
his words a bit
Sayin' the thing about
Is it so hard to

He'd say, "Fly high the angels
Run wild like the
We're all to find the middle
Between saint and sinner, and right
Sunday and Saturday night"

Back then I didn't
The wisdom in the
It a while to understand
The lesson I'm learnin'

say, "Fly high like the angels
Run wild like the
We're all to find the middle
Between saint and sinner, and right
Sunday and Saturday night"

Saint and sinner, wrong and
Sunday morning and Saturday

He said, "Fly like the angels"