Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Man's Roses

(Or a Rich Gold)

I make up my mind today
to have, what to hold
A poor man's
Or a rich gold

One's as wealthy as a king in a
he's callous and cold
He may to give his heart for love
Instead of buyin' it gold

Then the poor roses
And the thrill when we
be memories of paradise
That never miss

And yet the hand brings the rose tonight
Is the hand I will
For the rose of love more to me
More any rich man's gold

(Repeat two verses)