Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Man's Roses

I make up my mind today;
to have, what to hold:
A man's roses,
Or a man's gold

as wealthy as a king in a palace,
Though callous and cold.
He may learn to give his for love,
Instead of buying it gold.

Then the poor roses,
And the thrill we kiss
Will be of paradise
That never miss.

And yet the hand that brings a rose
Is the I will hold.
For the rose of means more to me
Than any rich gold.

Then the poor man's
And the thrill we kiss (when we kiss)
be memories of paradise
That I'll miss.

And yet the hand that brings a tonight
Is the I will hold.
For the rose of love more to me
Than any man's go-o-o-o-old
any rich man's gold.

ALTERNATE ENDING FROM RE-RECORDING:

Then the poor roses

And the when we kiss

Will be of paradise

That never miss.

And yet the hand that brings a tonight

Is the I will hold

For the rose of love means to me

Than any man's gold.

Yes, the of love means more to me

Than any rich man's