Luyện nghe bài hát Crazy Mary

Michael Peter Smith - Bird Avenue - ASCAP

In the burning low AND
Dimly through woods
She rocks beside the that never was lit
And as we ran on by
Pretending to be
We WOULD shout and laugh at Mary

Crazy Mary LONDONDERRY
next door to the cemetery
How many lovers have you
We would shout, scared
the green and golden paths
That LED us home, from Crazy Mary

She would answer us
JUST SMILE through the softly
Wild-eyed and wild-haired but we sure
That in the dark of
She us soundly, casting spells
And such to turn us into

So WENT THE SUMMNER YEARS
EACH ONE MORE THAN THE LAST ONE
RUSHING DOWN THE AND GOLDEN PATHS
AND SOON THE WOODS NOT ENCHANTED ANYMORE
FOR WE WE HAD GROWN AND WE'D FORGOTTEN CRAZY

SO IT that older now
We stand this windswept moor
The lonely before us
Testifies that Crazy Mary ROCKS AND SMILES and
HeR dreams
But not where little kids can follow

And on the stone, words, dear friend
Please write me as one who loved
The raven-haired and laughing
swore that they would marry me
BUT their sons came running by
And here I lie, forgotten, Mary.

IN THE LAMPLIGHT LOW AND DIMLY
THRU ENCHANTED WE THINK
THE SINS THAT WE COMMIT ALONG
THE GREEN AND GODEN OF GOWING UP
WE LIGHT THE AND SAY A PRAYER FOR CRAZY MARY