Luyện nghe bài hát Color Of The Blues

Up above me are the skies like the twinkle in your
These things are the of the blues
In the mail your came, the ink and paper looked the same
Blue must be the of the blues

Bluebird sitting in the tree to sympathize with me
For not singing like he used to do
The pretty waters in the sea feel as as you left me
Yes, blue must be the color of the

There's a overhead with more blue than gold and red
must be the color angels choose
A blue dress you wore when you left to return no more
must be the color of the blues

Blue come and blue days go, how I feel nobody knows
Life is mighty empty you
There's a note in each song that I sing since you are gone
Yes, blue must be the of the blues