Luyện nghe bài hát Well Of Misery

Along and sunless cracks I go
Up rib of rock, spine of stone
I dare not where the right winds whistle
Lest her creeping soul clutch heart of thistle

Oh the same God abandoned her
Has in abandoned me
And the turf with with my tears
I dug a Well of

And in Well of Misery
Hangs a bucket of sorrow
And it slow and achin' like a bell
And it's toll is and hollow

Oh that well lies the long lost dress
Of my lil' girl
muffles a tear that you let fall
All the Well of Misery

Put shoulder to the if you dare
And hoist bucket hither
Lord, crank and hoist and hoist and
Till you muscles and wither

And the same God that her
Has in abandoned me
Deep in the of Despair
I wait at the of Misery