Luyện nghe bài hát 75 Septembers

In the year of the cab
In the of the great world war
The kid grandmom had

Came this world
On a rolling in Maryland
When Wilson was the
And summer blew her through the trees

A child of times
Growing up the wars
The rolled off the line
And all closed their doors

And I imagine you then
With snap hat and farmer's tan
Where horses drew their wagons through the

Now the are all four lanes
And the moon's not a name
Are you amazed at how things change
Or how they the same?

And do you sit here on this porch and
How the flies by?
Or does it seem to barely along
With 75 come and gone?

Were the all gold and fawn?
Was the spring house and cool?
Did the crow at dawn
When they got you up for

And would you tell me once
The tales of granddad's hired
And how drove the old road to town

Now the fields are all four
And the not just a name
Are you amazed at how things change
Or how they stay the

And do you sit on this porch and wonder
How the flies by?
Or does it to barely creep along
With 75 Septembers and gone?