Luyện nghe bài hát Postcard

You spoken, the photo's fadin'
And is goin' right
A hand to, turn a cheek to
A cough at night

Leaves are that look inside
A society
victory now if, that's what you're into
Just take it away me

"May God strike me dead", she shouted her bed
I said, "Look at your mouth it's now
So it all pours out so easily you
My version of the
When all I ask of you, is send me a
you get there"

A monkey's tooth an', a bath
Stray dog out in the
(Here's Albany, yea)
Albany, yea
(A finish)
finish
Just wipe the dust

"May God strike me dead", she from her bed
I said, "Look at your it's bleeding now
So it all pours out so easily you
My version of the
When all I ask of you, is send me a
you get there"
Yeah, when you get there
Send me a
Yeah, when you get down

art thou Johnny Carson?
Retired and never back
Backroom basement, a watt bulb
There's that I lack

"May God strike me dead", she shouted her bed
I said, "Look at your it's bleeding now
So it all pours out so easily you
My of the truth
When all I ask of you, is me a postcard
you get there"
Yeah, you get down there
Send me a
Yeah, you get down there
Yeah, yea

Send to me a from anywhere
(Yea)
Send to me a from anywhere
to me a postcard from anywhere