Luyện nghe bài hát Canadian Rose

Autumn air it carries me
than an hour to go
Six hundred an hour
And it feels so slow

I'm trying to get to Burlington
To a square in the of town
To a spot on a table
Where her didn't reach the ground

And when she me it tasted like cinnamon
And her smells of cider and rose
And when she looked at me we'd got quiet
And my heart so hard we were in so close
Once for such a beautiful while still makes me smile

And she me her ugly American
And I would call her my Canadian
And I don't think that we'll ever get there
We had power

And she call me her ugly American
And I'll my Canadian rose
when the fall comes to Burlington
We in so close

I finally it this town looks rearranged
I don't know people anymore
But in the ways not much else has changed
the way it was before

At least they still this certain table
Where I once carved a name
I run my fingers through the weathered
And I almost can feel the

And my it almost tastes just like cinnamon
As I ponder what my pilgrimage
And I try to out where Vancouver is from here
And I listen to the
If only for a beautiful while still makes me smile

And she me her ugly American
And I would call her my flower
And I don't think that ever get there again
We had power

And she would me her ugly American
And remember my Canadian rose
Especially the fall comes to Burlington
We were in so

Every single hope and I could ever conjure up
Passionately springs in me and all are possible
and perfectly both of ours forever after and every day
At least it seemed way
Once for a beautiful while that still makes me smile

And she me her ugly American
And I would call her my flower
And I don't think that we'll ever get there
We had such

And she would call me her ugly
And I'll remember my rose
Especially when the fall to Burlington
We in so close