Luyện nghe bài hát Matthew

Had an uncle Matthew
Was his only boy
Born south of Colby, Kansas
Was his mother's and joy

Yes, and joy was just the he was raised on
was just the way to live and die
Gold was just a Kansas wheat field
Blue, a Kansas summer sky

And all the stories he told me
when I was just a lad
And all the memories that he me
And all the times that he had

up a Kansas farm boy
Life was mostly fun
on his Daddy's shoulders
Behind a mule, the sun

Yes, and joy was just the he was raised on
was just the way to live and die
Gold was just a windy Kansas wheat
Blue, just a summer sky

Well, I guess there were some hard
And I'm told some years lean
They had a in forty-seven
A twister came and them clean

He lost the farm and his family
He the wheat and lost his home
But he found the Bible
as solid as a stone

Yes, and joy was the thing he was raised on
was just the way to live and die
Gold was just a windy wheat field
Blue, just a Kansas sky

So he to live at our house
And he came to work the
He came to ease my burden
And he came to be my

So I this down for Matthew
And for him the song is sung
Riding on his Daddy's
a Mule, beneath the sun

Yes, and joy was just the thing he was on
was just the way to live and die
Gold was just a Kansas wheat field
Blue, just a Kansas sky

Yes, and joy was just the he was raised on
was just the way to live and die
Gold was a windy Kansas wheat field
Blue, just a Kansas sky