Luyện nghe bài hát Antique Sandy

Antique Sandy lived in the
And she'd go to the stream when the weather was
She'd take down the for her old man to wear
And try not to get eaten by the bear

She'd fly to the market in her out old balloon
That she traded with the flyer for an silver spoon
And she'd get home she'd cook upon the wooden stove
And she'd go to sleep and listen to the whispers of the

At night she dreamed of places she lived when she was young
Where the corn strip stretched for miles like a giant tongue
Electric lights and phone and every light insane
Like a hundred thousand hungry miles meeting at her brain

And I greet her in the morning when she wakes up in my
And I tell her that I love her and I'll keep her free harm
I her close, she matters, she is all the world to me
'Cause she's my Antique Sandy, and she's in love me