Luyện nghe bài hát C. Brown

C. Brown wakes bed
Brushes his teeth and he combs his head for
Out the and down the street
Down to the corner and a bus and some that he's supposed to meet
But there, not to his
His friends gone and they've told C a lie

But you can on with me
You don't need to say a word
You don't have to worry about the

I C (see) him and he runs up
Kicks at the air his watch him fall and then laugh
Charlie really likes his
But in his heart he knows sometimes a dog is as good as any man
Trying to do as we
That doesn't rhyme with doing what feels good

But you can sit in the grass; it good
You don't even need to think a
You don't have to worry, worry

Charlie there is a gun
Right there in the square he's sketched on the run
his eye, cocks his head
In a cloud of dust, dear old Lucy's
Charlie's only the golden rule
Draw unto others as they have been to you

And you can walk on home me
You don't even to think a word
You don't to worry...