Luyện nghe bài hát Roses On The 4th Of July

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

He was a soldier in the War
He lost half his right leg whilst of her
She lit a candle each hour he was gone
'You Were On My Mind' was their favorite

Love is a mystery from till we die
It's words of a morning by evening entwined
all that we dream of, sometimes it's not right
Love is white roses, and you ask why

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

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

Love is a mystery from birth we die
cross words of a morning by evening entwined
It's all that we dream of, sometimes it's not
Love is white roses, and you ask why

is white roses every 4th of July