Luyện nghe bài hát Little King

When the king
Rode on his
the darkened wood
No one believed that he'd

thought he'd gone for good
As he looked to see the lake
He found a key
The little king he couldn't

And he rode off
In a stolen car on streets
He spun the wheel
He was burning oil in gear

As the loudly squealed
And the on the kerb
Jumped out of the way
He into a superstore

And he feel a thing
Just a night
Where the fun
For the little

Once was merry going round
time began to rub
The future looked as as day
But it turned to mud

It to him like glue
What can do
For the little
For the little

Now the king
Is away
To mix with the
In the now

He new tricks
other pedigrees
It's small town page news
The fairy your king

Has scratched his head for clues
He found there
But one day soon the will swing
For the little