Luyện nghe bài hát Sittin' On The Front Porch Swing

I remember the time when the bloom was on the
When our hearts the clouds like the swallows on their wings
Winter cares which already few or soon forgotten
Just sittin' on the front swing

Oh we sit every Sunday and the married ladies
And we dreamed of white dresses and church bells in the
And they talked and painted nails while they let us hold their babies
on the front porch swing

Where was I when the time came to join the ladies
Why did I the nail when the finger had no ring
Why do I sit at night at my age to hold their
Sittin' on the porch swing

the mind longs to follow but the memory erases
And the lips form the words the heart no longer sings
When the leaves in the hollow been died to match our faces
on the front porch swing

Oh we'll dream of the time when the was on the cotton
When our hearts chased the like the swallows on their wings
But the words to the rhyme are the only things
Sittin' on the front swing
Sittin' on the front porch