Luyện nghe bài hát Acres Of Corn

When I was a child, I as a child
Now I'm a grown woman but my are still wild
I thought I'd seen or maybe Paris
but I'm starin' at and they're starin' at me

But dreams are things that keep in a jar
You bury dreams or you wish on a star
for an ocean ticket back to where you were born
from these hard times and the acres of corn

Every now and again I take a small
from the blackberry hidden under the sink
And I pull out that steam and put on my gown
and I waltz these cornfields 'til I fall to the ground

But dreams are just things that you in a trunk
'til the men are out workin' or you've gone a bit
you unlock your dreams, but they're tattered and worn
So you stare out the window at the of corn

Dreams are things that keep in a jar
You your dreams or you wish on a star
for an ocean line ticket back to you were born
Away from these hard and the acres of corn

When I was a child, I spoke as a
Now I'm a woman but my thoughts are still wild