Luyện nghe bài hát My Father Used To Sing

My father was a man
His is such a thing
An common man
Till he begin to
It felt like Angels guided
To listen to each sound
My father use to

My father use to
Oh how I the memories
And if I my eyes and dreamed
My sings to me

He of love and everyone
Saw something of his
And for awhile the worries
He sat then empty arms
And silence on angry men
And eyes turned misty when
My father use to

My use to sing
Oh how I the memories
And if I closed my and dreamed,
My father to me

Music

My had the gift of song
And gave His to me
I've had such blessings from that
I only he could hear
Could see the and the joy
Gods giving to the boy
father use to sing
My use to Sing