Luyện nghe bài hát Soap Box Preacher

Soap box standing on a corner
And all the people they would round
You of faith with a blaze of glory
But those that fear, they wanna you down

knows where you live
Where do you go in the naked
All of the prophets, they come you
They can hear your cry

you're out there in the night all alone
When staring in the light at the end of the road

In those proud shoes, coming on up the
In proud shoes, walks all over the sky
Then he tipped his hat just like Don
And said, "Don't let the rapture you by"

Heard a blowing in the misty morning
a haunting sound over Times Square
Heard of the of 52nd Street
Looked out the door but no one was

Out in the Harlem rain
I went for this minstrel man
me a song to ease the pain
With the Army Band

you're out there on the dark all alone
When you're sleeping in the at the end of the road

In those proud shoes, coming on up the
In those proud shoes, walks all the sky
Then he tipped his hat like Don Quixote
And said, "Don't let the rapture you by"

In the neon wilderness and the jungle
He his cross of passion
Through the and the rumble

In those proud shoes, on up the alley
In those proud shoes, all over the sky
he tipped his hat just like Don Quixote
And said, "Don't let the rapture, let the rapture pass you by
let it pass you by
Ooh, let it pass you by"