Luyện nghe bài hát My Father's Lullaby

All alone my raised me
Supporting us on dock salary
When I was he took my hand
At the time what he I didn't understand

He to me,

"Son, all the good in this world's worth for
Cherish what you 'cause nothin' is free."

He to the pub at the end of the day
There was something him the people would say

I'd through the windows
And listen to his so profound and true
"Boys your glasses and sing away!
Sing, to what you."

He on the table and let out a cry
And the boys sang an old

Now I'm old kids of my own
I'm still longing for feeling of home
To make extra bread I unload F. Johnson's
He slipped me a silver dollar, and wished me the best of luck

My wife worries we'll give the kids to the orphanage
If we can't more
I said, "I can't do that, because someone told me
That is worth fighting for."

I go to my son in bed he lie
And I began to my father's old lullaby

A year ago my father had
After years of work he could at last
Thousands of faces to the funeral that day
There was something about him the would say

At the end of the service it came no
honoring the man's life wet our dry eyes

We to the pub at the end of the day
I said, "Boys raise your and sing away!"