Luyện nghe bài hát Making Pies

It's not far I can walk down the block to table
Close my eyes the pies all day
Plastic cap on my hair I used to mind now I don't
I used to mind now I don't care 'cause I'm

Did I you this picture of my nephew?
Taken at his big birthday
At my house last Sunday
This is and we're making pies
I'm making pies, pies

Thursday nights I go and down at the church with father Mike
It gets me out and he hard to like t all
Jesus stares at me in my with his big blue eyes
And his honey hair and he's looking at me way up there on the wall

Did I show you this of my sweetheart?
Taken of us the war
Of the Greek and his Italian
One Sunday at the

We our ribbons to the fire escape
They were taken by the
Who home to the country
As the bombs rained on the

5 a.m. here I am walking the block to table
You could cry or die or just pies all day
I'm making pies, pies
I'm making pies, pies