Luyện nghe bài hát Rosewood Hill

by John

She had her to him
As he walked in the door
He'd down in the forest
He said, "I cut me a walkin' stick
Down by the tree
Never I'd see the day I'd need one"

She said, "The real estate came again today
I made a pot of tea
They said we'd a million dollars
For our old 'Rosewood Hill'
I guess thought we might consider

What would we do with a
When we own
Buy us an acre of
You tell those eager
They be talkin' to me
This is not for sale"

the last of the old cow cockies
Up in the clouds
Wouldn't white-coast shoes love to get
hands on his land

Smell the crispy
and crackle on the fry
The of a brand new day
Shake the blanket
And it to the sky
The valley takes breath away

The crows are and waitin'
The family of gold
Surely soon the old man fade away