Luyện nghe bài hát Big Sky, MT

My grandfather picks flowers at the top of the hill
Upon the side
And he the names by the color, shape, their size
Above the ridge and through the
Picking flowers by the side

My grandfather picks stars,
Prairies smoke lily of the valley grows
Porcelain queen and beauty bathing in the
Above the ridge and the valleys
To find true love everlasting in
Grows true love, the true is there

He
For true you do the best that you can
She will always be there you wake up

Above the ridge and through the
Picking by the river side

My was a fisherman,
And no fish ever stood a
When he was on the river bed
With a of cut on the
My grandfather was a good man, for a good came fast
Making for his true love, for queen Anne on the river bank
My taught me there
If you show true love that you cant take of her
When you wake up, she will always be there by side

My grandfather picks wild at the top of the hill
the mountain side
And he the names in the back of his
feel guide
Above the ridge and the valleys
To find true everlasting in delight
the ridge and through the valleys
Picking flowers by the side
the ridge and through the valleys
To find true love everlasting in
For love, for true love he said
For love you do everything you can
And she will always be there when you up

My grandfather me
picking flowers is worthwhile
When youre doing that for your love
When you see her
Its like big sky, shooting star and we are
we grow, the roots are never ending life
Big sky, stars and where we are
Where we grow, the roots are ending life
Big sky, shooting and where we are
Where we grow, the are never ending life
up in the mountain