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

Your cried on the telephone
And he his car to the navy yard
Just to prove that he was

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

Oh, the glory that the Lord has
And the complications you do without
I kissed you on the mouth

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

I remember at house
In the living room when you my neck
And I almost touched blouse

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

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

Sunday when I cleaned the house
I the card where you wrote it out
With the pictures of mother

On the at the great divide
With my tucked 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 of March on the holiday
I I saw you breathing

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

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