Luyện nghe bài hát Little Green Apples

And I up
In the
With my hair
In my
And she hi

And I
To the table
the kids
Are off
To goodbye
And she out
my hand
Squeezes it,
How you hon?

And I look
At smiling
That warm my
And see the sun
And if
That's not me
all
got to say
God didn't
green apples
It rain
In
In the

There's no thing
As Dr.

And Mother
Is no nurs'ry

God make
Little apples
It don't
In
In the
And when
Is low
I about her face
Aglow to ease my

I her up at home
Knowing busy
And ask if she
get away
And me
And a bite to eat
She
she's doin'
Hurries down to me
And I'm always

But she
patiently
And
When she me
Cause
that way

And if
That's not me
all
got to say
God make
green apples
It snow
In
When the comes

no such thing
As
Puppy
And leaves
And B. B.

God didn't
green apples
In the
no such thing
As Dr.

And Mother
Is no rhyme