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

Wayfaring

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

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

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

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

You got me

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

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

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

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

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

It keeps me and asliding
It keeps me and hiding
Peeping and

I don't have that much 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 Gates
are you have looked behind you
Wondered where the hell you been going
And wondered you are
Why you on

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

The gonna howl it
gonna cry it

Keep running and
Peeping and
and asliding
Running and

Keep on

Now the room keeps
a beehive in the forest
When the are gone

it hates to be caught
Hates to be down
I ain't suck the life from you

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

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

on running people
Listen to heart
Listen to your

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

Wayfaring

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

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

My new

Tim
Tim Music ASCAP

Released 1990 Enigma Records
"Dream Live in London 1968"