Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Fool

I am my son
I've never when to shut up
I fooling no one
I am my son

We see eye to eye
And be the first to admit I've never tried
It sure hurts me, it should hurt
We see eye to eye

I was a man when
I went down the road as my old man
I was younger

Now it's am and I'm standing in the kitchen
Holding my cigarette
Strike a match and I see my
In the mirror in the

And I say to myself, I've got my mama's
Her thin frame and her smile
And I see wrong from right
'Cause I've got my mama's
Yeah, got my mama's eyes