Luyện nghe bài hát A Kind Of Christmas Card

All you back home
I'll never you this
not supposed to know
Where daughter is
There are ways of
You understood
right here
Downtown
It's afternoon on Boulevard
I've got a stolen trying hard
To write a kind of Christmas
But I am cut again
Tonight is fever in my veins
Mama,
All the you gave
I guess there's nothing,
nothing much to
See place,
is as dirty as I feel
There are still some
At the
That evening prayer, those
In my bedroon, mama, on my knees,
That's I'm at -
Down in
And I am burning out
And I must rise above the
Tonight is fever in my veins...
Oh, think of the girl I used to be
You were my age once, mama,
I can still hear some of the you used to play
From that summer of in '68
Seems it's turned a winter of hate
And I am out again...