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

Wayfaring

I am a poor stranger
Lord, traveling through this world of
And I sickness toil 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 over Jordan
I'm going there to my new

One of these mornings and it be long
Men will rest and stand side by
And in hand they're bound for glory
Their foes will fall on freedom's

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

You got me

If you have passing through the Swinging Gates
Chances are you have looked you
And where you are
And where you are

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

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

I look me every morning
So lost, so many still on top of that fence
I just have to 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 running and
and ahiding

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

mind wants to die
But your heart yelling back
But it keeps
The voices from the sea calling out
'Don't let us

The gonna howl it
Babies cry it

running and hiding
Peeping and
and asliding
Running and

Keep on

Now the keeps buzzing
Like a in the forest
When the bears are

it hates to be caught
Hates to be down
I gonna suck the life from you

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

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

Keep on people
to your heart
Listen to heart

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

Stranger

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

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

My new

Tim
Tim Buckley ASCAP

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