Luyện nghe bài hát For The Roses

I heard it in the wind last night, sounded like
Did you get a round for you way up here?
It like many dim years ago
Since I heard that face to face or seen you to face
Though tonight I can feel you
I get these notes on butterflies and sprays
From girls who just have to tell me saw you somewhere

In some office sits a and he trembles as he sings
And he asks some guy to his soul around
On your mark red ribbon runner, the caressing rev of
Finely tuned like fancy women in thirties evening
Up the charts, off to the
Your in the news, everything's first class
The lights go down and it's just you up
Getting them to like that

Remember the days when you used to sit and up
tunes for love and pour your simple sorrow
To the sound hole and your knee and now seen on giant screens
And at for the press and for people who have slices of you
From the company, they toss around latest golden egg
Speculation, well, who's to
If the next one in the nest will glitter for so

I guess I seem ungrateful with my teeth sunk in the
That brings me things I can't give up just yet
Now I sit up here, the critic, and introduce some band
But they seem so much looking at them on my TV set
Oh, the and the glory just when you're getting a taste for worship
They start bringing out the hammers and the and the nails

I heard it in the wind last night, sounded applause
Chilly now, end of summer, no shiny hot nights
It was just the rustling and the bumping of the logs
And the moon swept down black water like an spotlight