Luyện nghe bài hát Love And Hard Times

God and His Son
Paid a courtesy on Earth, one Sunday morning
Orange blossoms opened fragrant lips
Songbirds from the tips of Cottonwoods
Old folks wept for His love in these times

"Well, we gotta get going", the restless Lord to the Son
"There are galaxies yet to be born, creation is never
Anyway, people are slobs here
If we stay bound to be a mob scene
But disappear and love and hard times" Um

I her the first time I saw her
I know that's an old songwriting
you the first time I saw you
Can't describe it any way, any other way

The light of her beauty, it was warm as a day
Clouds of rolled by
No hint of rain to come in the sky
But love, love, love, love, love

When the rains came, the tears
Windows rattled, turned
easy to be generous when you're on roll
It's to be grateful when you're out of control
And is gone

The light at the edge of the curtain is the dawn
The bedroom breathes in clicks and
Uneasy heartbeat, can't
But then your hand mine

God, I found you in time
Thank God, I you
Thank God, I you