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

Wayfaring

I am a poor stranger
Lord, through this world of woes
And I find sickness toil and
Everywhere, I go

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

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

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

You got me

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

To know another heart
And know him his pain
To know him through his
Then you can smile
you can truly smile

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

I around me every morning
So many lost, so many still on top of fence
I just have to wonder wonder
You care much life to fall off and start again

It keeps me
It keeps me
It me peeping
And Lord you know
you find it

It keeps me and asliding
It keeps me running and
Peeping and

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

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

mind wants to die
But your keeps yelling back
But it keeps
The from the sea keep calling out
let us down'

The winds gonna it
Babies cry it

running and hiding
Peeping and
Slipping and
and hiding

Keep on

Now the keeps buzzing
Like a beehive in the
When the are gone

it hates to be caught
Hates to be brought
I ain't gonna suck the life you

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

It don't feel the way I do
God for that
You see I'm just a rusty

Keep on running
Listen to heart
to your heart

Don't take the sparkle out of those little children's
Let them run and
Let them run and
Soon enough be just like you

Wayfaring

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

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

My new

Tim
Tim Buckley Music

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