Luyện nghe bài hát Man With the Horse and Wagon

when I was a child my extended,
just as far as my could see.
and sometimes I'd ask if I go,
to the park the street.
I'd sit on the mown lawn and watch
the carrying on and watch
and listen and look for a sign
of that beautiful friend of

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

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

On a cold day,an old man wanders
to the across the street.
Gone are the trees,not a he sees,
no for him to feed.
I my back to the wind and stop.
I the far away clippity clop,
of a chestnut mare, in my eye,
I'm right behind....

The man with the and wagon
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 flower for your young hair.