Luyện nghe bài hát Seeds Of The Pine

Rains cold through June
grass is up to my
say if it dries up it'll just like the moon
say it up the seeds of the pine

I only to dream about you
the dollar I could spend but I should
to see my fingers in your hair
the golden around us and
us where we lay

You're a slow ride a country mile
you're the of apple pie to the blind
you're the last on a July western sky
you're the of the watermelon,
a sweet, sweet smile

Cottonwood in the breeze
by a starry sky
easy to forget the things we
easy to stumble mostly blind

I could tell you not to come in the storm
I could tell you not to be so
I could tell you not to the door
I could say I never you for mine

Rains fell cold June
grass is up to my
say if it dries up it'll burn just like the
say it opens up the seeds of the

say it opens up the of the pine
say it opens up the of the pine