Luyện nghe bài hát Wayfaring Stranger/ You Got Me Runnin'

Wayfaring

I am a poor wayfaring
Lord, traveling through world of woes
And I sickness toil and danger
Everywhere, I go

I'm going there to see my
I'm going there no to roam
I'm going there, just over Jordan
I'm there to my new home

One of these and it won't be long
Men rest and stand side by side
And hand in hand they're for glory
Their will fall on freedom's sand

I'm there to see my brother
I'm going no more to roam
I'm there, it's just over Jordan
I'm going there no to roam

You got me

If you have been passing through the Swinging
Chances are you looked behind you
And where you are
And wondered you are

To know man's heart
And know him his pain
To him through his happiness
Then you can truly
Then you can smile

It's not what you say
It's mostly how you are
not how much you spend
But mostly where you it

I look me every morning
So many lost, so many still on top of that
I just have to truly wonder
You care much about to fall off and start again

It me running
It me hiding
It me peeping
And Lord don't you
Sometimes you it

It keeps me slipping and
It me running and hiding
Peeping and

I have that much love to give
But I a way to try
If gate is swinging low
I got the key in my to try

If you have been through the Swinging Gates
Chances are you looked behind you
Wondered where the hell you been going
And wondered you are
Why you on

Your mind to die
But your heart keeps back
But it going
The voices the sea keep calling out
let us down'

The winds howl it
Babies cry it

Keep and hiding
Peeping and
Slipping and
Running and

on trying

Now the room keeps
Like a in the forest
the bears are gone

Lord it hates to be
Hates to be brought
I gonna suck the life from you

I got my huge comb
here on borrowed time
And I I'd stop by and say
old friend

It don't the same way I do
Thank God for
You see I'm a rusty hinge

Keep on running
Listen to your
Listen to your

Don't take the sparkle out of little children's eyes
Let them run and
Let run and play
Soon enough they'll be just you

Wayfaring

I am a poor stranger
Traveling through world of woes
and I find sickness sickness, toil and trouble
Everywhere everywhere I see

Lord I'm there to find to find my brother
They told me that be waiting there
I'm going there Lord just over Jordan
Oh I'm there to my new home

My new

Tim
Tim Music ASCAP

Released 1990 Retro/Bizarre Records
"Dream Letter: in London 1968"