Luyện nghe bài hát Waiting For His Lady

Well as the
Yeah, how he met her
Well as the
Yeah, how he kept her
And he says he stared
That he at her figure
he was close to her next movement
But could he be sure
And no, no one wants to him say
The thoughts on his mind that he'd share with you
'Cause no, he want to lose her
Though he's never even her
He knows that she's bleeding and all he is to help
And maybe some day she'll to his way
saying...
No, I don't to fall inlove with your face
Oh no, I don't to love your dress
Girl, I don't want to your waist
'Cause your mouth it so pleasing
But to I need a reason
And there's more but I don't to tell you the rest
So if you'll out of the photograph
try to be worthy of what's left
If only give honesty a try this one time
She told him that she'd meet him
Go to the grave that is
And he thinks maybe she fell in and
Was up by the wind
But in the graveyeard he still
Just alone as the lillies growe from old hands
And through the years he's cried
He's his tears for the final goodbye
So when the rains just toss him a coat
Don't run to him for there's a spiritual
But if you'll just reach out with hand
I'm he'll hand you her picture he carved from this land
No air for men to breath
Returned to dust are they so grieve
And over each grave is a frame
inside's a with no true name
I asked him once girl was the one
That had taken his heart yet he said "Son,
If I to show you the way
Would you it to her or just let her return to clay?"
..And so I away.