Luyện nghe bài hát The Man Who Couldn't Cry

There once was a man and he cry (yeah)
He hadn't for years and for years
babies, movie Love Stories
For instance could not produce
As a he had cried as all children will
Then at some point his ducts all ran dry
to be a man, it all hit the fan
Things got bad, but he cry

His dog got ran over, his up and left him
After that he got from his job
Lost his arm in the war, was laughed at by a
Ah, but not a sniffle or sob

Well, his was refused, his movie was panned
His big Broadway was a flop

He got sent off to jail; you it, no bail
Oh, but not a dribble or a drop

In jail he was beaten, bullied and
And made to make plates
and bread was all he was fed
But not once did a tear stain his

Doctors were in, scientists, too
Theologians last and practically least

They all sure enough; this is no cream puff
But in a insensitive beast

He was taken from the jail and placed in a
For the insensitive and the
He made a lot of friends and he played a lot of
And he cried every time it rain

Once it rained forty days and it rained forty
And he and he cried and he cried and he cried

On the day, he passed away
He just and died

He up to heaven, located his dog
After that, he his arm
Below, all the critics, took it all back
Cancer robbed the whore of her

His ex-wife died of stretch marks, his ex-employer broke
The theologians were finally out

Right to the ground, the jail house burned down
The earth perpetual drought