Luyện nghe bài hát Casimir Pulaski Day

Golden rod and the 4-H
The things I you
I found out you had cancer of the bone

Your father cried on the
And he his car to the navy yard
Just to prove he was sorry

In the morning the window shade
When the light pressed up against your blade
I see what you were reading

Oh, the glory that the has made
And the complications you could do
When I kissed you on the

Tuesday night at the Bible
We lift our hands and pray your body
But nothing ever

I remember at Michael's
In the living room when you my neck
And I almost your blouse

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

Oh, the when you ran outside
With your tucked in and your shoes untied
And you me not to follow you

Sunday when I cleaned the house
I find the card you wrote it out
With the pictures of your

On the floor at the great
my shirt tucked in and my shoes untied
I am in the bathroom

In the morning you finally go
And the runs in with her head hung low
And the cardinal hits the

In the morning in the shade
On the of March on the holiday
I I saw you breathing

Oh, the glory the Lord has made
And the complications when I see his
In the in the window

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