Luyện nghe bài hát From Small Things (big Things One Day Come)

(Written by Springsteen)
At 16, she quit high school, to make her fortune in the Land.
She got a job the counter at an all-night hamburger stand.
She wrote faithfully to Mama, "Now mama, don't you worry none.
From small things, Mama, big one day come."
It was late one Friday, he in out of the dark.
He was tall and handsome. First she his order, then she took his heart.
They bought a house up on a hillside where feet would soon run.
small things, Mama, big things one day come.
Oh, but luck was fleeting. It's sad but true.
When your heart is bleeding, you don't to hear it abused.
She packed her bags and to Wyoming with a real estate man.
She down to Tampa in an Eldorado Grand.
She wrote back, "Dear Mama, life is heaven in the sun.
From things, Mama, big things one day come."
Well, she shot him dead on a sunny road.
When they caught her, all she said was she stand the way he drove.
Back home, Johnny waits for his baby's parole.
He waits high on the hillside where the wide-open roll.
At his feet and almost grown now, a blue-eyed daughter and a son.
From small things, Mama, big one day come.
small things, Mama, big things one day come.