Luyện nghe bài hát Roses On The 4th Of July

He still sends her roses on the 4th of
They're always white and she never asks why
She still doesn't where he goes Thursday nights
But his wedding band rests on their that night

He was a in the Vietnam War
He lost half his leg whilst daydreaming of her
She lit a candle holy hour he was gone
'You Were On My Mind' was their song

Love is a mystery from till we die
It's cross words of a morning by evening
It's all that we of, sometimes it's not right
is white roses, and you never ask why

He's the hands of a draftsman, he's built a good
She works for a during IRS time
Two children they've had though boy has now died
When wake of each morning, he's still on their minds

Their friends would all tell you, they're like day and
Their daughter's an actress, she's and she's bright
He meets with his pals the war Thursday nights
She still treasures those roses every 4th of

Love is a from birth till we die
It's words of a morning by evening entwined
It's all that we dream of, sometimes not right
is white roses, and you never ask why

Love is white roses 4th of July