Luyện nghe bài hát Hudson

If we're lucky we feel our lives when the next scene arrives
So often we start in the middle and our way out
We go to some gray sky diner for and toast
New Times or the New York Post
Then we take a ride the valley of the shadow of death

But even for us New
a time in every day
The takes our breath away

And the Hudson, it the life
We we did it on our own

The roads collect the tolls for the passage of our souls
Through silence, over woods, through and snow
And past the Washington Bridge
Down from the of Breakneck Ridge
The river's ancient path is sacred and

And as it swings through
It's every of blue
Into the of the new brand new

And the yeah, it holds the life
We we did it on our own

I thought I had no sense of or past
was too slow, but then too fast
The river takes us at last

Where and when the memory take hold
Mountain in the Autumn cold
And I West Point was Camelot in the spring
If you're lucky you'll something that reflects you
Helps you feel your protects you
you and connects you to everything

This whole life I
As they begged them to
Never turn me someone else

And the yeah, it holds the life
We we did it on our own

And the yeah, holds the life
We we did it on our own