Luyện nghe bài hát Cabinet Door

I know if I can let it go
My fingers white as snow
You packed your world in a suitcase
What you left time can't erase

We 52 years giving all we had
Raised seven on that plot of land
There's still your loose change and your buttons on washing stand
You one big house for this lonely man

I miss holding your on Sunday
Talking the TV
Watching the braves
And I know that the good lord you up yonder
I guess they say is true
Cause your absence makes this weary grow fonder

I found your old cook but the biscuits ain't right
And how do you work this coffee pot
All my shirt are wrinkled, and bed is still made
Cause your smell lingers on where you laid

I hung up all your dresses and the dogs they're doing
I can't the brand you used to buy
got her braces off and she smiles so big
Davie is still as as a whittled old twig

I miss your hands on Sundays
Talking the TV
Watching the braves
And I know the good lord called you up yonder
I guess they say is true
Cause absence makes this weary heart grow fonder

I miss holding your hands on Sundays
Talking the TV
Watching the games
And I know that the good lord you up yonder
I guess what say is true
Cause absence makes this weary heart grow fonder

and Margaret they're expecting one more
You'd be happy to know I fixed that door