Luyện nghe bài hát Christmas in Prison

It was Christmas in
And the food was good
We had turkey and
out of wood
And I dream of her
when I don't dream
Her name's on my
And her in my stream

awhile eternity
Old mother nature's got on me

to me
Run to me
to me, now
We're
My
flowing
By God

She reminds me of a chess
someone I admire
Or a picnic in the
After a fire
Her is as big
As this whole jail
And she's sweeter than
At a store sale

awhile eternity
Old mother nature's got on me

to me
Run to me
to me, now
We're
My
We're
By God

The search light in the big
Swings with the gun
And spotlights the
Like the in the sun
It's in prison
There'll be music
I'll get homesick
I love you,

Wait eternity
Old nature's got nothin' on me

to me
Run to me
to me, now
We're
My
We're
By God