Luyện nghe bài hát Fake Roses

Fake on the mantle
Elvis postcards on the
Ed lays softly by the
sleeping in the crib
Old broken taped up tail
On momma's Monte
She don't all the gas bills
Just it on the dashboard

It's a low and lonesome
the wind sweeps through the pine
She just the TV on
Puts her mind on better

Takes the long way home work
Car parked on the wrong of the bridge
Country gold, Saturday night, and one
You don't have to me any of this

a low and lonesome song
When the wind sweeps the pine
She turns the TV on
Puts her mind on better [x2]

heart is breaking
I hear you're saying
You have to tell me anything [x3]

He come around again
She open that front door
She hears that low and lonesome
She answer anymore.