Luyện nghe bài hát Little Folks

Little folks are too
much like me and you
The things they say and do
They make your day

Foolishness and common
Through the of innocence
Skip a rope or a fence
in the way

"Daddy, why are you so
Daddy, why am I so
And daddy, who makes snowflakes
it be the Lord?"

Chasing puppies, climbin'
Bumping heads and knees
not very hard to see
That kids are Gods

Little get down and out
The girls will cry and boys will
Before you know what it's
They're smiling again

Colored on summer breeze
Jingle bells and Christmas
Too soon they're memories
Do you remember

"Daddy, what makes eagles
What makes clouds float in the
And daddy, if I try
I grow up someday?"

But folks slip through our hands
Like so many of sand
best enjoy them while we can
So they fly away