Luyện nghe bài hát Mama's Arms

Going to a tender age,
so full of and rage,
Daddy says, "Boys, Mama's gone."
There's a on your shoulder as you're throwing dirt,
says, "Time heals the hurt.
Little man you got to on keepin' on."
but all you is
arms.
You back home in a limousine,
the saddest car that you've seen,
your brother cannot you in the eye.
stikes and thunder roars,
an early winter in heart of yours,
but you swear you won't let see you cry
'ca
use all you want is arms.
The come and bring you pies,
endless and futile sighs,
and you run up to your and lock the door.
And there you are in Sunday best,
the way your Mama have had your dressed,
and you it doesn't matter anymore
'cause all you want is arms.
'Round and 'round and it goes.
The change the young boy grows
to understand all part of some plan.
You used to wonder it's all about,
Now are questions you can do without.
You laugh them off and do the you can.
but all you want is arms.
All you want in arms.