Luyện nghe bài hát Born To The Breed

I was nineteen
The morning you born
your hair fine and red
And your eyes my own

a woman
With a song
I sang to make you
And held you all long

Home through the
you in my arms
Cold mornings
In a Colorado

seen you stumble
You've me fall
You I've got nothing
You we've got it all

Trucks by and the rain coming down
Does old parka keep you dry?
Sixteen years old out on the
to get to the sky

Back in
You me on the phone
"Ma, you know I you
But I be own my own"

"Comes a time in a boy's
he's got to be a man
Please try to find me
try to understand"

Now he's playing
In a and roll band
Looking a baby
Talking a man

The of a guitar man
Is a life to live
can I tell you
You born to the breed

comes down, the trucks rolling by
I that old poncho keep you dry?
Sixteen old, January child
to get to the sky

I've watched you
all these years
You've me stumble
I've watched tears

Sometimes was roses
Sometimes there was
But I know you're make it
As as you were born

And I from what you wanted
You get what you
I know you're make it
You born to the breed
Sixteen old, January child
to get to the sky