Luyện nghe bài hát Potholes

I women
Have all my
I love my dear
And I my wife - God bless her
I even my teenage daughter
no accounting for it
Apparently I care how I'm treated
My is unconditional or something

I've been a time or two
I ain't lie
I have my doubts
About the ethics of the so-called sex
Fair about
But I find time by
And one forgives as one
And one does

God bless the
Down on lane
God bless the
on memory lane
Everything happens to me now
Is consigned to by my brain

I my father
My brother of
I remember my
I spoke of her earlier and I remember
I remember the smell of cut
And going off to play ball in the
Funny story about

Now I to pitch
I could get the ball the plate
But anyway, this one
have thrown a football around or something
the day
I about fourteen kids in a row

Walked off the
the ball to the third baseman
And left the field

Anyway, years later
I the woman who was to become my
second - God bless her
To my father for the first time
They pleasantries
I left the room for a
It was the first time he had met her you
When I back
He was telling her the
off the bat
About how I had fourteen kids
and left the mound
Next time he met her told her the
story!

God bless the
Down on lane
God bless the
Down on memory
I hope real big ones open up
And take of the memories that do remain