Luyện nghe bài hát The Lower Road

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

And this ring,
it to Emily
And her I'm peaceful now,
her I've been released

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

Well I know drill,
I it all too well
like a lonely voice
And to a tolling bell

rain on a dusty ground
Small bones in the well
The breathes a fiery tongue
And the kiss the cheek of Hell

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

no telling which way boys
This thing is gonna take
From the on a poplar tree
To the bruise a band of gold

From the blood in a far
To the war of just old
We travel a road
And lonely and it is cold

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

We keep rolling on
We keep rolling on
'Cause for every hour
There's always a sun . . . .