Luyện nghe bài hát Broken Man's Lament

I was once a man
I was a broken fool
Lost my and children
To one basic rule

Now I live my life in
I'm not quite in a shell
I and listen to that song
'A Whiter of Pale', oh
A Whiter of Pale

I was a good shade tree
So I myself to school
They smoothed out my rough
In my they put new tools

The instructor, once he me
I could on any line
I could to make a diesel sing
like Patsy Cline, oh
Just like Cline

Well, I met my to be
Through my mother's best son
She'd a barroom singer
She was as good as

But I asked her to singing
And the girl, she did not
Next day she went and that man
A new crescent wrench, oh
A new crescent wrench

We had three children
As years went on by
And a supervising line
My knuckles bone dry

But after supper I kept her
By the kitchen
Singing sweet but harmony
A bit too low, oh
A bit too low

She left three months
I'd just come home for
Note said "Easy come, go
I still you so much"

She said, "I don't know if I'll be
Or if you'll want me when I
But if and when happens, dear
You'd let my sweet dream run", oh
Let my sweet run

Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh

I was a shade tree mechanic
So I sent to school
They out my rough edges
In my hand put new tools

The instructor he told me
I could on any line
But now my ain't the only thing
That sing like Cline, oh
Sing like Patsy

I was once a man
I was a broken fool
my wife and children
To one broken rule

Now I live my in silence
Though I'm not in a shell
I drink and to that song
'A Whiter of Pale', oh

A Whiter of Pale, oh
A Whiter of Pale, oh
A Shade of Pale