Luyện nghe bài hát Casimir Pulaski Day

Golden rod and the 4-H
The I brought you
When I out you had cancer of the bone

Your father cried on the
And he drove his car to the yard
Just to that he was sorry

In the morning through the window
the light pressed up against your shoulder blade
I could see what you were

Oh, the that the Lord has made
And the complications you could do
I kissed you on the mouth

Tuesday night at the study
We our hands and pray over your body
But nothing ever

I remember at house
In the living room when you kissed my
And I touched your blouse

In the at the top of the stairs
When father found out what we did that night
And you told me you scared

Oh, the glory when you ran
With your shirt tucked in and your shoes
And you told me not to you

night when I cleaned the house
I find the card where you it out
With the pictures of your

On the floor at the great
With my shirt tucked in and my untied
I am crying in the

In the when you finally go
And the nurse runs in her head hung low
And the hits the window

In the in the winter shade
On the of March on the holiday
I thought I saw you

Oh, the glory that the has made
And the complications when I see his
In the morning in the

Oh, the when he took our place
But he my shoulders and he shook my face
And he takes and he and he takes