Luyện nghe bài hát Go Fishing

As go by I cast my mind's eye
Over back packs on racks
the horizon
Where makers
Working white processors
the unwary
To for the pie in the sky
Go my boy!

We set out in the
With a trunk full of books about
solar devices
And how nice childbirth is
We cut some trees
And we trailed our
Through the glade
We dammed up the
And the kids cooled their
In the fishing pool made

We held hands and we bands
And we practically off the land
You a fox cub
Whose mother was coat
You fed him by
And then snuggled him down
By the grandfather bed I wrote
And we our own maize
And I only occasionally into town
To stock up on
And shells for the shotgun I kept around
I told the kids stories while you worked loom
And the sun went down each day

"Chapter six in which Eeyore has a birthday
And two presents."
"Daddy...come on dad."
[Jade:] "Eeyore the old grey donkey stood by the
Of the stream and he at himself in the water
he said, 'That's what it is'
'Good Eeyore' said Pooh
said Pooh, He thought for a long time

The leaves all fell
Our all turned brown
It was
As the snowflakes fell
I realized all was not well in the
The caught bronchitis
The space ran out of diesel
One weekend a friend the East
Rot his
Stole your
I said, fuck it
the kids back to town
Maybe see you around

I said, go
She said, OK
And so...leaving all our and dreams
To the and the rain
Taking only our
Left our and trash
And set out on the road
On the road
On the road
"Bye Bye Daddy, Bye Daddy
You can bring Pearl she's a nice girl
But don't Liza."