Luyện nghe bài hát Up up Up up Up Up

Up, up, up, up, up, up the
of the steeple
But God's work isn't by God
It's by people

Up, up, up, up, up, up the
Fingers of the
The lumberjacks with their bloody
Are on their

And just you think that you've got enough
grows
And that you go in life
Enough

Up, up, up, up, up, up
The steam the sewer
As she the corner
The brutal wind blows right her

Up, up, up, up, up, up
The stakes of the
day sinks its bootprints into her clay
And she's not the

And when you think that you've got enough
grows
And everywhere that you go in
knows

Half of how to play
Is learning what not to
And she's the spaces she leaves
their own things to say

Then she's trying to sing enough
So the air around her moves
And make music like
That gives what it is and has to prove

She crawls out on a
And to build her home
And enough just to look around
To she's not alone

Up, up, up, up, up, up
The spire of the
But work isn't done by God
It's done by