Luyện nghe bài hát Imaginary Wars

Behind the house where I
Back I was a kid
I played G.I. Joe beneath the tall pine
I'd imaginary wars
my mom called from our back porch
And I'd come home covered in that pine
From my head down to my

Too big to my arms around
Surely older than I count
Must have been there since the Mayflower the sea
They'd been through blizzards and
Summer droughts and rain
Them pines would live
At that's how it seemed to me

Now what's of the old pine woods
It's all gone and there's a new neighborhood
All for a buck they cut all those trees
They subdivided all of my fondest

When those trucks for my woods
I did I could
And it was war for real school let out that June
I down flags and I pulled up stakes
But what can one boy make
Them pines still fell thunder on a summer afternoon

And I never friends
With the that moved in
They different from us or so it seemed
I grew up and moved
I go home on holidays
But those tall and pines
They're still in my dreams

We all want the lawn
And a country club we belong
And an SUV to get us in style
But we don't keep track of we've lost
We calculate the cost
When there's no left for a boy's
to run wild

So what's become of the old pine
all gone and it's gone for good
All for a buck they cut down all trees