Luyện nghe bài hát All the Morning Birds

By three a.m. all the morning birds be crying
And old highway will be sighing
And my dreams feel as cold as my on the long walk home

And my is old and growin' thin
And my are numb and stumbling
And it's many the thought of a long lost
That to me again and again

And I want to thank my Bell
Who blessed me more words can tell and who
Picked me straight up out of
And I miss her bad but I love her well

And I remember Don as a wild young man
But I haven't hide nor hair of him since he lost his mind
And was born off the coast of Oregon

Oh, where are you now, oh, where are you
And do you even think of me, I'm you now
You are the stars I'll follow
Endlessly, endlessly, endlessly, oh

Well, I'm this song but it won't take long
On these frozen streets I'm way home
And the sky above me a beautiful dome
Of blue and pink and gold

Oh, where are you now, oh, where are you
And do you think of me, I'm telling you now
You are the that I'll follow
Endlessly, endlessly, endlessly, oh