Luyện nghe bài hát Country House

In a country with the windows lit by burning wicks
And the walls held up by and bricks and ghosts that wander through
An old man died, but the help won't till Monday next
And he's gone to the architects of the only world he knew

And he's

And the family mourned, at the wake he lay in of them
as silent as he'd ever been to any young child's eyes
And by skin, they shed their laughter and their tears
The pain of all those early years where innocence had

But now lonesome

Memorials that we may
They won't the forever fill
There is a deep and aching
That settles in our

'Cause lonesome

Did you ever love
Did you lose someone?

we're lonesome

In a country with the windows all lit up