Luyện nghe bài hát Floater

Down over the
Comes the dazzling sunlit
the back alleys, through the blinds
Another one of endless days

Honeybees are
Leaves begin to
I'm in with my second cousin
I tell myself I be happy forever with her

I keep for footsteps
But I ain't ever any
From the boat I for bullheads
I catch a lot, too many

A summer breeze is
A is settin' in
Sometimes it's plain stupid
To get into any of wind

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

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

a new grove of trees on the outskirts of town
The old one is gone
Timber two-foot six
Burns the bark still on

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

My old man, he's like feudal lord
Got more lives a cat
I never seen him quarrel with my mother even
Things come or they fall flat

You can smell the wood burnin'
You can the school bell ring
Gotta get up the teacher if you can
If you want to learn

Romeo, he said to Juliet, "You got a complexion
It doesn't your appearance a very youthful touch"
Juliet said back to Romeo, "Why you just shove off
If it you so much"

They all got out of any way they could
The rain 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 me or cross my path again
You do so at the peril of your own
I'm not as cool or forgiving as I sound
I've enough heartaches and strife

My grandfather was a trapper
He could do it just dragnets and ropes
My grandmother could sew new out of old cloth
I don't know if they had any dreams or

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

Not always easy kicking out
wait a while, it can be an unpleasant task
Sometimes somebody you to give something up
And tears or not, too much to ask