Luyện nghe bài hát High road

Up to this creek they come to
Where done days by the summer heat
The sun is always in eyes
They hold their glasses like rise
On a clouded fair and gin they
They're losing track of time
All men grow paradise
They everything that's nice
is all what really heard
Beaches are transient, look
Lover, too many to
But times they never show

By now the dreams all been dreamt
All of the has been spent
The crashing surf the ground
They know I hear this sound
Our life of middling at
Put that to a rest
Was either choice, do not know
That better times they never

is all around
But happiness is never
Paradise is all
But happiness is found