Luyện nghe bài hát Big Sky, MT

My picks wild flowers at the top of the hill
the mountain side
And he knows the names by the color, shape, their
the ridge and through the valleys
Picking flowers by the river

My picks shooting stars,
Prairies where lily of the valley grows
Porcelain queen and beauty bathing in the
Above the ridge and through the
To find true love everlasting in
Grows true love, the true love is

He
For true love you do the that you can
She will always be when you wake up

Above the ridge and through the
Picking by the river side

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

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

My grandfather me
That picking 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, shooting stars and we are
Where we grow, the are never ending life
Big sky, stars and where we are
Where we grow, the are never ending life
up in the mountain