Luyện nghe bài hát Mama's Arms

Going back to a age
So of confusion and rage
says, "Boys, your mama's gone"

There's a hand on your as you're throwing dirt
says, "Time heals the hurt
Little man, you got to keep on on"
But all you want is arms

You ride home in a Limousine
The saddest car that ever seen
brother can not look you in the eye

Lightning strikes, thunder
An early winter in heart of yours
But you swear you won't let see you cry
'Cause all you is mama's arms

The neighbors come and bring you
Endless words and sighs
And you run up to room and lock the door

And you are in your Sunday best
The way your mama would had you dressed
And you realize it doesn't matter
all you want is mama's arms

'Round and 'round and 'round it
The change the young boy grows
To it's all part of some plan

You used to what it's all about
Now are questions you can do without
You laugh them off and do the you can
But all you is mama's arms
All you want is arms