Luyện nghe bài hát Floater

Down over the
Comes the dazzling sunlit
the back alleys, through the blinds
Another one of them days

Honeybees are
Leaves to stir
I'm in love my second cousin
I tell I could be happy forever with her

I keep for footsteps
But I ain't hearing any
From the I fish for bullheads
I catch a lot, sometimes too

A summer breeze is
A squall is in
Sometimes just plain stupid
To get any kind of wind

Well, the old men 'round here, sometimes get on
Bad terms the younger men
Old, young, age don't weight
It matter in the end

One of the hangers-on
Sometimes omes to at times you least expect
Try to bully ya, strong arm ya, inspire you with
It has the opposite

There's a new grove of trees on the of town
The old one is long
two-foot six across
Burns with the still on

say times are hard, if you don't believe it
You can just your nose
It don't me, times are hard everywhere
Well, we'll have to see how it goes

My old man, like some feudal lord
Got more than a cat
I never seen him with my mother even once
Things alive or they fall flat

You can smell the wood burnin'
You can the school bell ring
get up near the teacher if you can
If you want to anything

Romeo, he to Juliet, "You got a poor complexion
It doesn't give your appearance a youthful touch"
Juliet said back to Romeo, "Why don't you just off
If it you so much"

all got out of here any way they could
The cold rain can give you the
went down the Ohio, the Cumberland, the Tennessee
All the of them rebel rivers

If you ever try to interfere me or cross my path again
You do so at the of your own life
I'm not quite as or forgiving as I sound
I've seen heartaches and strife

My grandfather was a duck
He could do it with just dragnets and
My grandmother could sew new out of old cloth
I don't know if they had any dreams or

I had 'em though, I suppose
To go along with all the ring Christmas carols on all the Christmas Eves
I all my dreams and hopes
Buried tobacco leaves

Not always easy kicking out
Gotta a while, it can be an unpleasant task
somebody wants you to give something up
And tears or not, too much to ask