Luyện nghe bài hát Medley: We Used to Know/For a Thousand Mothers

Whenever I get to this way,
Try to new words to say,
I about the bad old days
We to know.

Nights of turn me cold
of dying, getting old.
We ran the and the race was won
By slowly.

be soon we'll cease to sound,
Slowly upstairs, down.
to revisit stony grounds,
We to know.

mornings, shillings spent,
Made no sense to the bed.
The bad old days they came and
way to fruitful years.

Saving up the birds in
While in the bush the land.
Take we can before the man
it's time to go.

Each to his own way go mine.
of luck in what you find.
But for your own sake times
We to know.