🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Indio Boy - Sandra

  came from the mountains to our little town
 And he  spoke a word.
 But he played every day  a lovely way
  tunes I had never heard.
 When he played  flute
 His eyes seemed to be like mirrors of times  by.
 I don't know  I saw what I should not see
 But I looked right into  heart.
 I looked right into his 
 
 I found out one  only by chance
 Where he spent his lonely 
 There he slept in the church on the  floor
 And his flute lay by his 
 As I woke him up  said
 ”Won't you come to my house where it's nice and 
 He said
 ”Please let me  for I am not free
 And I don't wanna break  heart
 I don't  break your heart”
 
 When early one morning  came to the place
 Where he used to  his flute.
 He  gone
 but a song  will never die
 Seemed to linger on in the 
  an Indio boy
 And his folks far  they are praying
  boy come home when you are a man.
 
 He's an Indio 
 and he longs for the girl  is waiting
 Indio Boy  home as soon as you can..