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

Well, Frankie Lee and Judas
They were the of friends
So when Lee needed money one day
Judas quickly out a roll of ten
And them on a footstool
Just above the plain,
Sayin', your pick, Frankie Boy
My loss be your gain

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

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

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

I don't call it
Said Frankie Lee with a
All right," said Judas
I'll see you after a

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

Oh, yes, he is my
Said Frankie Lee in
I do recall him well
In fact, he just left my
Yes, that's the one,said the
As as a mouse
Well, my message is, he's down the
in a house

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

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

Well, up the stairs ran Lee
With a soulful, leap
And, foaming at the
He began to his midnight creep
For nights and days he raved
But on the he burst
Into the of Judas Priest
Which is where he of thirst

No one tried to say a
When they took him out in
Except, of course, the neighbor boy
Who carried him to
And he walked along, alone
With his so well concealed
And muttered underneath his
is revealed

Well, the of the story
The moral of song,
Is simply that one should be
one does not belong.
So you see your neighbor carryin' somethin'
him with his load
And don't go mistaking
For that across the road