Luyện nghe bài hát Hug

I remember I wasn't much older, four or five at the most,
Goin' to school morning were colder, was no such thing as a Bus.
Our mother d'be searching for school bags and combing our hair the way,
As she buttered our toast and buttened our coats, here's my mother did say.

Ah we all a hug in the morning, and one at the end of the day.
many as possible squezed in between to life's troubles at bay.
No where ever you ramble, our problems be great or be small.
It's my beliefe that for relief, a hug is the best cure of all.

I met an old exile in Boston, he longed to go home one day.
But he thought no one would be caring, for he'd been so long away.
To stop the tear drop in his coffee, he gave his old a tug.
And he knew all he'd give all he needed to live, for a big welcome again hug.

Ah we all a hug in the morning, and one at the end of the day.
And many as possible squeezed in to keep life's troubles at bay.
No matter where ever you ramble, your problems be or be small.
It is my beliefe that for instant relief, a hug is the cure of all.

A letter can bring consolation, a phone can brighten the night.
In the midst of great aggravation, they can put at least things to right.
When your heart just feels like it's breaking, your slipping down past the plug.
And you feel like a ghost, the thing you most is someone to give you a hug.

Ah we all a hug in the morning, and one at the end of the day.
And many as possible squezed in between to keep life's at bay.
No matter where ever you ramble, problems be great or be small.
It is my belief that for instant relief, a hug is the best of all.