Luyện nghe bài hát Walking Man

Moving in desperation
an eye on the holy land
A hypothetical
Say, who is this waliking

Well, the leaves come to turning
And the goose has to fly
And bridges are for
So don't you let yearning
you by
Walking man, walking man
Well, any other man stops and
But the man walks

Well the frost is on the
And the hay is in the
An pappy's come to on
Stumbling drunk
on the farm

And the man walks
Doesn't know at all
Any other man stops and
But the man walks on by
on by

Most everybody's got to sow
It ain't always for a weed to grow, oh no
So he hoe the row for no one
Oh for sure he's always
And something is never quite
Ah, but who would to listen to you
Kissing his good night

man walk on by my door
Well, any other man stops and
But not the man
He's the man
Born to
on walking man
Well now, would he wings to fly
Would he be
Golden against the sky
Walking man, on by
So long, walking man, so