Luyện nghe bài hát Go Fishing

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

We set out in the
a trunk full of books about everything
About solar
And how natural childbirth is
We cut down trees
And we our ideals
Through the glade
We up the stream
And the kids their heels
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 bed while I wrote
And we grew our own
And I occasionally went into town
To stock up on
And shells for the shotgun that I kept
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 looked at himself in the
'Pathetic' he said, 'That's it is'
'Good morning Eeyore' Pooh
'Oh' Pooh, He thought for a long time

The leaves all fell
Our crops all brown
It was
As the first fell
I realized all was not in the camp
The kids bronchitis
The space heater ran out of
One a friend from the East
Rot his
Stole your
I said, it then
Take the kids back to
Maybe I'll see you

I said, go
She said, OK
And so...leaving all our and dreams
To the and the rain
only our stash
Left our litter and
And set out on the road
On the road
On the road
[Child:] "Bye Bye Daddy, Bye
You can bring Pearl she's a nice girl
But bring Liza."