Luyện nghe bài hát Waiting For His Lady

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