Luyện nghe bài hát Flightless Bird

In Jefferson county, I was born
Used to along train tracks, play tag in the corn
But time rearranges, has a way
And I've lost all track of the day

I met a girl, she was pretty-eyed,
Camped out the covers, told me she was all mine
But are people, they stick to the plan
marry the son of no poor preacher man

With your words on fire, and my so tired from running
wings don't fly, so don't you let me go tonight

So we sing for the times, sing for the thrill
Of a youth that is fading, a love with no
And we drink to the lovers who have a clue
Keep digging at the ditch and scratch at the blue

And the flood might us yet, trying hard to forget