Luyện nghe bài hát Let The Little Boy Sing

Take you to a cotton field
In the of lousiana
Little boy about years old
Sings a song in the of the day
Mama cried when her boy sang
She knew he could be special
Mama cried the way that it was
He would only be wasted

Then his would pray
And night she would say
my boy began
Take the lord by the

Let the boy sing
Got a feeling takes you home
Got a of his own
Let the little boy

Let the boy try
Let the boy buy
He can you along
On the of his song
Let the boy fly

Take you back to new
Where the music wakes up the city
To the bars by the cars
On the neon of town
a song on the city streets
And people began to
Southern boy, sing your song
it like no one aound

Nobody by
Without high
Never it before
They'd be for more

Let the little boy
Got a of his own
Got a feeling that takes you
Let the boy sing
And let the boy fly
Let the boy try
He can you along
On the of his song
Let the boy fly

Let him you away

(ladies and
? are proud to introduce
The little boy with a of a star)

Let the boy sing
Got a of his own
Got a feeling that you home
Let the boy sing
Let the boy try
Let the boy buy
He can take you
On the wings of his
Let the boy fly