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

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

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

Well, Judas, he winked and said
All right, I'll leave you
But better hurry up and choose
Which of those you want
Before they all
I'm gonna start my right now
tell me where you'll be

Judas pointed the road
And said,
Eternity, Frankie Lee
With a as cold as ice
That's right, said Priest, eternity
Though you might it 'Paradise

I don't it anything
Said Lee with a smile
All right," said Judas
I'll see you a while

Well, Lee, he sat back down
Feelin' low and
just then a passing stranger
Burst the scene
Saying, are you Lee, the gambler
Whose is deceased
Well, if you are
There's a fellow callin' you down the
And they say his name is

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

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

Well, Lee, he trembled
He soon lost all
Over everything he had made
While the mission did toll
He just stood there
At big house as bright as any sun
four and twenty windows
And a woman's face in one

Well, up the stairs ran Lee
With a soulful, leap
And, at the mouth
He began to make his creep
For sixteen and days he raved
But on the seventeenth he
Into the arms of Priest
Which is where he died of

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 walked along,
his guilt so well concealed
And muttered his breath
Nothing is

Well, the moral of the
The of this song,
Is simply one should never be
one does not belong.
So when you see your neighbor somethin'
Help him with his
And go mistaking Paradise
For that home the road