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

Wayfaring

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

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

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

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

You got me

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

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

It's not what you say
It's how you are feeling
not how much 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 about life to fall off and start again

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

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

I don't have 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 been passing through the Swinging Gates
Chances are you have looked you
Wondered where the hell you been going
And wondered you are
Why you on

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

The winds howl it
gonna cry it

Keep running and
Peeping and
and asliding
Running and

Keep on

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

Lord it to be caught
Hates to be down
I ain't gonna suck the life you

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

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

Keep on running
Listen to your
Listen to your

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

Wayfaring

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

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

My new

Tim
Tim Buckley ASCAP

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