Luyện nghe bài hát Rico

I'd say for certain to watch me
Phone rings at past three
I'd say for to watch over me
When the rings at half past three

My and it's coming back to back
To me my dreams
Only knows that bad news sleeps

Yeah, Rico carved his in a tree
Not a knife but with his life or so it goes
Yeah, in I see his face
I recognize the right next to 'Dashboard Jesus'

Cold snow, a small red river
In the stage of the headlight
Clothes shorn, it seems
been worn for the last time tonight

I knew then, these be my friends
know enough to know that
You don't make snow angels with your face
with your face upon the ground

Rico his name in a tree
Not with a but with his life or so I'm told
Yeah, in dreams I see his
I recognize the place right to 'Dashboard Jesus'

Had to get me home in
In time to tape Simpsons'
And it seems, I lost this
It that last song that they heard

The last song they heard
It on and on and on
And on and on in my
It seems the last
That heard was 'Sweet Emotion'

cold, it's cold, it's cold, oh my friend Rico
It's cold, cold, it's cold, oh my friend Rico
(It gets colder as I touch his
It colder, and he'll get no older)

Yeah, in dreams I see his
I recognize the place next to 'Dashboard Jesus'