Luyện nghe bài hát The Lower Road

Cut me down,
Bury this
out of town,
out by the sea

And take ring,
it to Emily
And her I'm peaceful now,
Tell her been released

I will be on, I will be rolling on . . .

Well I that drill,
I know it all too
Starts like a voice
And shifts to a bell

Like rain on a ground
bones in the driest well
The spark breathes a fiery
And the tongues the cheek of Hell

I will be rolling on, I be rolling on
I've had my part to play, now I am going . . . .

There's no which way boys
This is gonna take hold
From the fruit on a poplar
To the bruise a band of gold

From the in a far country
To the war of just old
We a lower road
And it's and it is cold

And we will be on, We will be rolling on
We had our to play now we are going home

We will rolling on
We keep rolling on
for every midnight hour
There's a rising sun . . . .