Luyện nghe bài hát The Lower Road

Cut me down,
Bury this
out of town,
out by the sea

And this ring,
Give it to
And tell her I'm now,
Tell her I've released

I will be on, I will be rolling on . . .

Well I that drill,
I it all too well
Starts like a lonely
And shifts to a bell

Like rain on a ground
bones in the driest well
The spark breathes a tongue
And the tongues kiss the cheek of

I will be rolling on, I be rolling on
I've had my to play, now I am going home . . . .

There's no telling way boys
This thing is take hold
From the fruit on a poplar
To the round a band of gold

From the in a far country
To the war of just old
We travel a lower
And it's lonely and it is

And we will be rolling on, We will be on
We had our part to play now we are going

We keep rolling on
We will rolling on
'Cause for every midnight
always a rising sun . . . .