Luyện nghe bài hát Little Richie

(How can we know Love we were never shown it?)

Little Richie was the runt of the litter, given a thick hide by and brothers
more with his sisters and mother, always felt a bit different from the others
A loving marriage the outside, but oh, how ferociously he'd hit her
Richie stood by the bleach white
Ma held his face in her while he cried:

"Hush, now, lamb, everything will be alright
I know how it looks but I swear he's a man
Oh baby, G-d has a much bigger
I have my family, I have my health, and I'm content with that."

"How can you say time that it'll be alright?
How can you still look in his and see the love of your life?"
(He works all things for good! In the end, it is that wins!)

Love was his
Belief, his dearest
A beautiful escape from resentment, fear of the crushing blow

(How can we know Love when were shown it?)
He'd wait on his lonesome for that hair in her station wagon
Attending those Baptist services alone, in the of the Lord, he found purpose and a home
stood on a chair, peeked over the pulpit, reminded himself and the beloved, not lacking in youthful wit:

"This is what's promised: He works all things for good! In the end, Love that wins!"

How are we to know how to Love when attempt is met with the back of a hand?
It would only be Love to mend the damned, who grew to know compassion
Just another unfortunate, senseless by his old man

"How can you say this that it will be alright?
How can you still look in his and see the love of your life?"
(He works all for good! In the end, it's Love that wins!)
An heirloom passed down before its day, legacy came to rip innocence away