Luyện nghe bài hát Go Fishing

We set out in the
With a trunk full of books everything
solar devices
And how nice childbirth is
We cut some trees
And we our ideals
the forest glade
We dammed up the
And the kids their heels
In the fishing we'd made
We hands and we exchanged bands
And we practically lived off the

You a fox cub
Whose mother was coat
You fed him by
And snuggled him down
By the grandfather bed I wrote
We our own maize
And I only occasionally went town
To up on antibiotics
And for the shotgun that I kept around
I told the kids while you worked your loom
And the sun went sooner each day.

The leaves all down
Our crops all brown
It was
As the first fell
I realized all was not in the camp
The caught bronchitis
The heater ran out of diesel
One weekend a from the East
God his soul
Stole heart
I "Fuck it then
Take the kids back to
I'll see you around"

And so...leaving all our hopes and
To the wind and the
Taking only our
Left our litter and
And set out on the road
On the again