Luyện nghe bài hát The Ballad Of Frankie Lee And Judas Priest

Well, Lee and Judas Priest
They were the best of
So when Frankie Lee money one day
Judas quickly pulled out a of ten
And them on a footstool
above the plotted plain,
Sayin', your pick, Frankie Boy
My loss will be gain

Well, Frankie Lee, he sat right
And put his to his chin
But with the cold eyes of on him
His head to spin
ya please not stare at me like that, he said
It's my foolish pride
But sometimes a man be alone
And is no place to hide

Well, Judas, he just winked and
All right, I'll you here
But you'd hurry up and choose
Which of those you want
Before all disappear
I'm gonna start my pickin' now
Just me where you'll be

Judas pointed down the
And said,
Eternity, said Lee
With a voice as as ice
right, said Judas Priest, eternity
Though you might call it

I call it anything
Said Frankie Lee with a
All right," said Judas
I'll see you after a

Well, Lee, he sat back down
low and mean
When just a passing stranger
upon the scene
Saying, are you Lee, the gambler
Whose father is
Well, if you are
There's a fellow callin' you the road
And they say his name is

Oh, yes, he is my
Said Frankie Lee in
I do recall him very
In fact, he left my sight
Yes, that's the one,said the
As quiet as a
Well, my is, he's down the road
in a house

Well, Frankie Lee, he
He dropped and ran
Until he up to the spot
Where Judas Priest did
What kind of is this,he said
Where I have to roam
It's not a house,said Judas
not a house it's a home

Well, Lee, he trembled
He soon all control
everything which he had made
While the bells did toll
He just stood there
At that big house as as any sun
four and twenty windows
And a face in every one

Well, up the stairs ran Lee
With a soulful, bounding
And, at the mouth
He to make his midnight creep
For nights and days he raved
But on the seventeenth he
Into the arms of Judas
is where he died of thirst

No one tried to say a
When took him out in jest
Except, of course, the little boy
Who carried him to
And he just along, alone
With his guilt so well
And underneath his breath
is revealed

Well, the moral of the
The moral of song,
Is simply one should never be
Where one not belong.
So when you see neighbor carryin' somethin'
Help him his load
And go mistaking Paradise
For home across the road