Luyện nghe bài hát Man With the Horse and Wagon

when I was a my world extended,
just as far as my could see.
and sometimes I'd ask if I go,
to the across the street.
I'd sit on the mown lawn and watch
the nieghborhood carrying on and
and listen and look for a telltale
of beautiful friend of mine

The man with the horse and
the one who passed by at day
I'd run to the horse and
soI could him say...
Apples, peaches, fresh pears
new strawberries, watermelon,
and a for your young girls hair.

But strings can't hold young wings
when the world too small.
and a man grown
stand alone, if he will stand at all.

On a cold gray day,an old man
to the park the street.
are the trees,not a soul he sees,
no for him to feed.
I my back to the wind and stop.
I hear the far clippity clop,
of a chestnut mare, in my eye,
I'm standing behind....

The man with the horse and
the one who passed by at day
I'd run to the and wagon
soI could him say...
Apples, peaches, fresh pears
new strawberries, watermelon,
and a flower for young girls hair.