Luyện nghe bài hát Crazy Mary

Michael Peter Smith - Bird Avenue - ASCAP

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

Crazy Mary from
Lives next to the cemetery
How many have you buried
We shout, running scared
ACROSS the and golden paths
That LED us home, from Crazy Mary

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

So THEY WENT THE SUMMNER
EACH ONE MORE FLEETING THAN THE ONE
RUSHING THE GREEN AND GOLDEN PATHS
AND SOON THE WERE NOT ENCHANTED ANYMORE
FOR WE WE HAD GROWN AND FORGOTTEN CRAZY MARY

SO IT that older now
We upon this windswept moor
The STONE before us
Testifies that Crazy Mary AND SMILES and dreams
HeR somewhere
But not little kids can follow after

And on the stone, these words, friend
Please write me down as one who
The raven-haired and lads
That swore that would marry me
BUT soon their came running by
And I lie, forgotten, Crazy Mary.

IN THE LAMPLIGHT LOW AND DIMLY
ENCHANTED WOODS WE THINK
ABOUT THE SINS THAT WE COMMIT
THE GREEN AND GODEN PATHS OF UP
WE LIGHT THE FIRE AND SAY A PRAYER FOR CRAZY