Luyện nghe bài hát Doesn't Mean A Thing

Well I knew my mother
but I say it was so bad.
She was a girl of seventeen
the she met my dad.
He was just six out of Chino
trying his hardest to clean.

And they'd sing, and they'd sing, and sing.
Like doves sleeping broken wings
in a bed fit for a
"It didn't a thing"

It was a wedding
but they forgot to the guns.
They too busy counting promises
to the not yet born.
No one afford the ride
they just up the 101.

But sing, and they'd sing, and they'd sing
like dancing with broken wings
with a music for a
"It didn't a thing"

There was a loneliness, they would
like the world had gone bad I
so they'd hold hands looking into the of god.
And they'd say tell me why'd you from us
why'd you fill world with wickedness
why'd you spare us your grace
but not the rod.

Now my dad fuck the details
you just keep head down hard.
You gotta find yourself alone before you'll find the of God.
You may be broken, scared, and battered,
I confess to hearts dreams.
But you were to be a peasant not a king
so just stop like you're running from something.
You gotta leave the way you came without a
with your heart to your mind tied to a string.

And you sing, and you sing, and you
"It mean a thing"