Luyện nghe bài hát Love And Hard Times

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

"Well, we gotta get going", said the restless to the Son
"There are galaxies yet to be born, creation is done
Anyway, people are slobs here
If we stay it's to be a mob scene
But disappear and it's and hard times" Um

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

The light of her beauty, it was as a summer day
Clouds of antelope by
No hint of to come in the prairie sky
But just love, love, love, love,

When the rains came, the burned
Windows rattled, turned
It's easy to be generous when on roll
hard 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 in clicks and clacks
heartbeat, can't relax
But then your takes mine

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