Luyện nghe bài hát Half Mile Hill

Half mile hill 8 old,
standing on top, the world below,
Me and my dad, man to man,
suitcase packed,he was out,
says no fault , but I had my doubts,
and I em still up on half mile hill,
you can see the fields,
watch the cars go the courthouse,
see the sun go down where the glow,
on checkerboard rows,
wishing I could fly, like a cut kite,
tapping on the floor of heaven,is listening,

half hill 17,
the summer, and jim beam,
kicking beer cans off the side, one time,
she was wildcat tuff I was thin,
we were thick as til the bitter end,
trying to make time still,on half mile hill,
you see the ball fields,
watch the cars go the courthouse,
see the sun go down the streetlamps glow,
on those rows,
wishing I fly, like a cut string kite,
tapping on the of heaven, is anybody listening,
hey all you and leavers,
in between us,
and stoners,
old and dreamers,
and stumbling,
always for something,
past that no sign,
you can see the fields,
the cars go round the courthouse,
see the sun go down where the glow,
on those rows,
wishing I could fly, a cut string kite,
tapping on the floor of heaven, tapping on the of heaven,
is anybody listening, (in background) (is listening),
up on half hill,
is listening,(in background) (is anybody listening).