Luyện nghe bài hát Cinderella

My father his days working on the outside
Breaking his back to put on mine
I think of all, all, all of my heroes
He is the first one that comes to my mind, my

My mother filled my head with beautiful
you'll be a king or the president
You know some days, I still her
But today Im too busy trying to scrape up my

on Cinderella
Fold your
the rain
'Cause it ain't so

And I got a brother a sinner
He grows a crop in his backyard
When the cops come and take him away would they even
That he his little brother how to play his guitar?

Come on
Fold umbrella
the rain
'Cause it ain't so

Oh the rain
'Cause it ain't so
No, no, no