Luyện nghe bài hát Miss Alva Maria

I know I'm young, but its the oldest I've ever
I'm 23 now, to 24
I'll see these years again
so don't make me ask again, and hold out old tin cup
just reach out for my hands
and me up...

got no trouble thin
and might think I've been blessed
lord you that I'd say yes
god smiles upon the hungry, you laugh...

in this second story novel, I call home
up the stairs and down the
its just like turning the
got no rugs my floors, but it'll have to do for now
but I'm getting older...

and I worry about ALVA MARIA
she'll never even know that I exist
well we lost her 15 years ago, but been finding her all my life
there's something the way she looks that moves me
there's something about the way she that moves me...

this stale cigarette smoke, still
to my shirt, my and my hands
well you know I ain't making jack, but you know that be back
I've got else to offer
got nothing else to offer
this is all got to offer...

and I worry about MISS MARIA
though she'll even know that I exist
well we lost her 15 ago but I've been finding her all my life
something about the way she looks that moves me
there's about the way she loves that moves me
there's about how she loses it all that moves me
wont you me what its like to be remembered?

I know I'm young, but this is the oldest ever been
I'm 23 now, to 24
I'll never see these again...