Luyện nghe bài hát Casimir Pulaski Day

Golden rod and the 4-H
The things I you
When I out you had cancer of the bone

Your father on the telephone
And he drove his car to the yard
Just to prove that he was

In the morning through the window
When the light pressed up against your blade
I could see you were reading

Oh, the glory that the has made
And the you could do without
When I kissed you on the

night at the Bible study
We lift our hands and pray over body
But ever happens

I at Michael's house
In the room when you kissed my neck
And I almost touched blouse

In the morning at the top of the
When father found out what we did that night
And you told me you were

Oh, the glory when you ran
With your shirt in and your shoes untied
And you told me not to you

Sunday night when I the house
I find the card you wrote it out
With the pictures of your

On the floor at the divide
With my shirt in and my shoes untied
I am crying in the

In the morning when you go
And the nurse runs in with her hung low
And the cardinal the window

In the morning in the shade
On the of March on the holiday
I I saw you breathing

Oh, the glory that the has made
And the when I see his face
In the morning in the

Oh, the glory he took our place
But he my shoulders and he shook my face
And he and he takes and he takes