Luyện nghe bài hát Casimir Pulaski Day

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

father cried on the telephone
And he his car to the navy yard
Just to that he was sorry

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

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

Tuesday night at the Bible
We lift our hands and over your body
But nothing happens

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

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

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

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

On the floor at the divide
With my shirt in and my shoes untied
I am crying in the

In the morning when you go
And the nurse runs in with her head low
And the cardinal the window

In the morning in the winter
On the first of March on the
I thought I saw you

Oh, the glory the Lord has made
And the complications I see his face
In the morning in the

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