Luyện nghe bài hát Old Old Song

I'll you a song that starts out descriptive
And a time and a place
Like a dinner table where a family
Is just sitting to say grace

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

It's the story of a father and a
Who battle other over nothin'
With a couple of kids to figure
way the plot's spinning
Who's and who is bluffing

a story as common as a penny, son
It ain't really worth to anyone

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

While is outside writing
A recipe book for every pain
song is inside finger painting dark swirls
Again and again and all look the same

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

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

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