Luyện nghe bài hát Mornin' Glory

Mornin' glory, fuschia in
You sweet Jezebel in my garden of dreams
Petals clenched in the late morning sun
My day is just starting, day is done

Apple-green lites upon you
Once, again, he calls
so hard to get through
He and somersaults
then floats away
His bold ambition has to sway you

glory, fuschia in green
You sweet little Jezebel in my of dreams
Petals clenched in the late morning sun
My day is just starting, Your day is

Vines wrap the side-porch
up the lattice they
The clothes touch the ground
on saggin clothes line
Paint's and screens are torn
I got so to do
But I'll steal one more
of this with you

Mornin' glory, in green
You sweet little Jezebel in my garden of
Petals clenched tightly in the morning sun