Luyện nghe bài hát Man With the Horse and Wagon

when I was a my world extended,
as far as my mother could see.
and I'd ask if I could go,
to the across the street.
I'd sit on the freshly lawn and watch
the nieghborhood carrying on and
and and look for a telltale sign
of that friend of mine

The man the horse and wagon
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 for your young girls hair.

But apron strings can't young wings
when the becomes too small.
and a young man
must stand alone, if he will at all.

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

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