Luyện nghe bài hát Apples Don't Fall Far From The Tree

APPLES FALL FAR FROM THE TREE
Bob Stone

When I was
I put on Mama's high heel
And my face
And dance across the living
In place
Well the was always playing
Girls laugh the men were sayin'

Apples don't far from the tree
Hey, honey sit on my knee
Apples don't fall far from the
And I remember tears
they said in a few years
I'd be to see

At I had me a diamond
And a of pearls
The men said they me
To the other
took me to the best places
But I could read it on their

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when Mama died I made up my mind
To get on a Greyhound , get out of this
And it all behind

But goes on
A child of three up at me
she plays
The man I love has heard of "Ruby's Place"
When he holds her with
And he uses old expression

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