Luyện nghe bài hát Widows Walk

Widow's
and music Chris Foster

The storm draped on the horizon
An his love climbed the so she could see
On the second story of her protection
She him a kiss as he wandered off to sea.

The told him be on board by morning
The is running now, he knew he had to go
In a day she will see him coming home
Through the where the boats go to and fro

I will wait for my in the morning
I will for my love in the day.
From on top of the roof from my walk
I'll be all your stormy clouds away

dance on mother natures cool clear waters
Spend the of their lives in her fold
Sailors songs have been sung for thousands of
But the story's rarely ever told

On cold dark nights she'll up ---- to her rooftop
Grasp the wooden rail with boney hands
The air caresses worried cheeks of sorrow
As she ask her God to understand

I will wait for love in the sunshine
I will wait for love in the rain
From on top of the from my widow's walk
I will for my love to come again

The time has come and for him to be home now
Another sleepless upon her breast
Maybe it's the season or maybe bad weather
But either way I not get my rest.

I will wait for my love in the
I will for my love in the fall
on top of the roof from my widows walk
I'll wait until I hear your call.

Copyright 2002 Chris Foster December 25, 2002