Luyện nghe bài hát First Recollection

My first recollection, a day in
Black iron steam engine in ice
Like some monster
and snorting
Nothing was going to beat that beast
In a fair

sat and watched the woodpiles
Grow the summer
Now I'm sittin', smellin' summer burn the fall
coming on, days gettin' dreary
And I'm thinkin' is the season
Where I you all

I've heard a man in a
Falls back on what he knows
A to murder, a thief to theft
And I don't want you to
That this is some of deathbed confession
Umm, but run is I did when put to the test

My first recollection is a day in
forty seven tracin' lines through the sky
Like some old curse
praying
Upon the dreams of
Who jealously watch passing by

I've sat and watched my
Pile through the
Now I'm sitting, my youngest cry down the hall
Winter's coming on, getting dreary
And I'm this is the season
I leave you all

I've heard that the son must
The burdens of the
But it's the daughter is left to clean up the mess
And I don't you to think
I'm asking for absolution
Umm, but run is I did when put to the test