Luyện nghe bài hát Mama Hold My Hand

Cross this

When I was a little boy
Well, I would go out to
And I would wander so far home
I would lose my way

And I'd call my to help me
And she'd come right
To help me get back home where I be
And here's I say

Momma, my hand
I don't think I can cross this by myself
Momma, my hand
I don't think I can cross this road by

And I was a young man
I go astray
Didn't nobody to hold my hand
to make my own way

And my momma would come out to me
But I push her
I just wanted to be on my own
And what I say

Momma, my hand
I waiting to cross this road by myself
Cross this by myself

Well, now I'm a grown man
And I moved
I got a house, a to five and my wife
We got a kid on the way

told me that life's gonna get rough
it day by day
But every in a while I get scared
And I wish I say

Momma, hold my
I don't think I can cross this road by
Momma, hold my
I don't think I can cross this by myself

Now my is near the end of her years
And her hair is
Sometimes I call her to ask her if she would
To the day

used to be strong but she ain't now
And she make her way
That's why I'm around when she needs help
And what I say

Momma, hold my
I don't think you can this road by yourself
Momma, my hand
I don't you can cross this road by yourself