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

Wayfaring

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

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

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

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

You got me

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

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

It's not what you say
It's how you are feeling
It's not how you spend
But mostly you lend it

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

It keeps me
It me hiding
It keeps me
And Lord don't you
Sometimes you it

It me slipping and asliding
It keeps me running and
and ahiding

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

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

mind wants to die
But your heart yelling back
But it going
The voices from the sea keep out
let us down'

The winds gonna it
Babies cry it

Keep running and
Peeping and
Slipping and
Running and

Keep on

Now the keeps buzzing
a beehive in the forest
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
Just on borrowed time
And I I'd stop by and say
old friend

It feel the same way I do
Thank God for
You see I'm just a rusty

Keep on people
Listen to heart
Listen to heart

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

Stranger

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

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

My new

Tim
Tim Buckley ASCAP

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