Luyện nghe bài hát A Poor Man's Roses

I make up my mind today
to have, what to hold
A man's roses or a rich man's gold

as wealthy as a king in a palace
Tho' callous and cold
He may learn to give his heart for
of buyin' it with gold

And the poor man's roses
Are the when we kiss
be memories of paradise
That I'll never

And yet the hand that the rose tonight
Is the hand I hold
For the of love means more to me
More than any rich man's

And then the poor man's
Are the when we kiss
Will be memories of
I'll never miss

And yet the hand that brings the rose
Is the hand I hold
For the of love means more to me
Than any rich gold