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 by the river side

My grandfather shooting stars,
Prairies where lily of the valley grows
queen and beauty bathing in the glow
Above the and through the valleys
To find true everlasting in delight
Grows true love, the love is there

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

Above the and through the valleys
flowers by the river side

My was a fisherman,
And no fish 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
Making flowers for his true love, for Anne on the river bank
My grandfather me there
If you show true love that you take care of her
When you wake up, she will always be by your side

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

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