Luyện nghe bài hát Floater

Down over the
Comes the dazzling sunlit
Through the back alleys, through the
one of them endless days

Honeybees are
begin to stir
I'm in love my second cousin
I tell I could be happy forever with her

I keep listenin' for
But I ever hearing any
From the boat I fish for
I catch a lot, sometimes too

A summer is blowing
A squall is in
Sometimes it's just plain
To get into any of wind

Well, the old men 'round here, sometimes get on
Bad with the younger men
Old, young, age don't weight
It doesn't in the end

One of the hangers-on
omes to call at times you least expect
Try to bully ya, strong arm ya, inspire you fear
It has the opposite

There's a new grove of on the outskirts of town
The old one is long
Timber six across
with the bark still on

They say times are hard, if you don't it
You can just follow nose
It don't bother me, times are hard
Well, we'll have to see how it goes

My old man, he's like some lord
Got lives than a cat
I never him quarrel with my mother even once
Things come alive or they flat

You can smell the pine wood
You can the school bell ring
get up near the teacher if you can
If you to learn anything

Romeo, he to Juliet, "You got a poor complexion
It give your appearance a very youthful touch"
Juliet said back to Romeo, "Why you just shove off
If it you so much"

all got out of here any way they could
The cold can give you the shivers
They down the Ohio, the Cumberland, the Tennessee
All the of them rebel rivers

If you ever try to interfere with me or cross my path
You do so at the peril of own life
I'm not quite as cool or forgiving as I
seen enough heartaches and strife

My was a duck trapper
He could do it with just and ropes
My could sew new dresses out of old cloth
I don't if they had any dreams or hopes

I had 'em once though, I
To go along with all the ring dancin' Christmas carols on all the Christmas
I all my dreams and hopes
Buried tobacco leaves

Not always kicking someone out
Gotta wait a while, it can be an unpleasant
Sometimes somebody you to give something up
And tears or not, it's too to ask