Luyện nghe bài hát Father's Song

I the man
Rising in the morning
of starch and aftershave
Sometimes I would shave him
With a plastic razor and a blade
And watch his car
Into the gray.
I the man
Talking so on the telephone
His voice hard and polished like a precious
In command of and the darkness
He was not in my hearing
Though he would rage
Without

There's a man I remember
Who would me in his arms without flinching
And tell me all right
I put my hands out to my
strong in the water
When I could not
I on to him
It was all right.
I the man
from the sidelines at my football games
He'd opposing players by their names
My mother would plead, Oh please calm
And he did when the game was
He was so
Of his son.
I the man
Laid off December
That's not they called it
Twenty with the firm
out in favor of a younger man
Fear tugged at his
But he had plans.

I dreamed night of my grandmother
She was tall and I a
But was hiding in her house
In the I saw her
A rotting
And I out
My took my hand
And led me from that place.
Soon my will be old
They count their dreams and weight them
One by one
Two lives long together, a and a son
Many things accomplished, left undone
Some behind
For better.
And before he dies
I will hold him in my arms flinching
And tell him it's all
I put my out to my father
strong in the water
When I could not
I on to him
It was all right.