Luyện nghe bài hát Love And Hard Times

God and His Son
Paid a call on Earth, one Sunday morning
Orange blossoms opened their lips
Songbirds sang from the of Cottonwoods
Old wept for His love in these hard times

"Well, we gotta get going", said the Lord to the Son
"There are yet to be born, creation is never done
Anyway, people are slobs here
If we it's bound to be a mob scene
But disappear and it's and hard times" Um

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

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

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

The light at the edge of the is the quiet dawn
The bedroom breathes in and clacks
heartbeat, can't relax
But then hand takes mine

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