Luyện nghe bài hát The Masterpiece

There was an old cutter
Who lived in a cabin on the side
And the old stone
Knew it won't be before he died

And all around his
Were the man had made
Statues that the buyers
Were all of a mediocre

With his calloused he lit a lamp
And laid down his head on his table
And he softly Lord I'm old and shaky
And I'm hardly

But give me strength and
And give me a at least
And climb up to the top of this mountain
And out a masterpiece

The very next he felt new strength
And he took his brand new hammer and the chisel
He began to climb the mountain his old
in the freezing drizzle

When he reached the top
He to a world that didn't hear
I'll carve my
Out of this boulder here

So the hammer the chisel
And he till an image grew
Then he stopped to it over
To appraise his when he was through

It was a boy carrying a boy
And the old man said it isn't my
I'll it charity
And then a masterpiece of will be

So the hammer the chisel
Till another image in a grew
Then the wind to blowing
And he sat and rested he was through

It was the image of a holding her child
He said this is love as the would know
But it isn't my
And he began as it began to snow

The hammer beat the chisel as the snow harder
And the wind and grew
He to his knees holding a stone
And he threw down his and his chisel too

He lay frozen down in the snow
But one was held for the world to see
Cut in the was his masterpiece
Three neatly carved G O D