Luyện nghe bài hát Old Old Song

I'll sing you a that starts out descriptive
And a time and a place
Like a dinner table a whole family
Is just sitting down to say

An old old that moves into action
Taking its sweet time
And until we all say Amen
Again and again in

It's the of a father and a mother
Who battle each other nothin'
With a couple of trying to figure
Which way the spinning
winning and who is bluffing

It's a story as as a penny, son
It ain't worth anything to anyone

Poor little sore song
That aches like a muscle each that it moves
Sad little song that you
And you play and you play and you play 'til you

history is outside writing
A recipe for every earthly pain
This song is inside finger dark swirls
Again and again and all look the same

'Cuz what if you come home from one day
And you find your whole at war
And there's this silence just waiting to be broken
And there's secret places for underneath the floorboards

And everyone to be bracing
For the subharmonic of the next bomb
And everyone seems to be waiting for the cops to in
With guns drawn at the bleak light of dawn

It's a as common as a penny, son
I don't think it's worth anything to