Luyện nghe bài hát Little Road to Bethlehem

As I down the road
I sit up
The were coming homeward one by one
I heard a sheepbell softly calling
Along the road to Bethlehem

Beside an open as I drew night
I heard sweet
A
She sang about the at close of day
And her tiny boy among the hay

the air the silver sheepbell rang
The lambs are coming home Mary sang
a star of gold
You're a of gold
Is in the sky
So sleep, my baby
Go

As I walk down the
I sit up
The lambs were homeward one by one
I heard a sheepbell calling them
Along the little to Bethlehem