Luyện nghe bài hát My Father Used To Sing

My father was a man
His fair is a thing
An common man
Till he to sing
It felt like Angels guided
To to each gentle sound
My father use to

My father use to
Oh how I love the
And if I closed my and dreamed
My sings to me

He of love and everyone
Saw something of his
And for awhile the worries
He sat then with empty
And silence on angry men
And harden turned misty when
My use to sing

My father use to
Oh how I love the
And if I my eyes and dreamed,
My father to me

Music

My father had the of song
And gave His to me
I've had such blessings from that
I only wish he could
Could see the and the joy
giving to the little boy
Whose use to sing
My use to Sing