Luyện nghe bài hát Sittin' On The Front Porch Swing

I remember the time when the was on the cotton
When our hearts chased the clouds the swallows on their wings
Winter cares which we're few or soon forgotten
Just sittin' on the porch swing

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

Where was I when the time came to join the married
Why did I paint the nail the finger had no ring
Why do I sit at night at my age to hold baby
Sittin' on the front porch

When the mind to follow but the memory erases
And the lips the words that the heart no longer sings
When the leaves in the hollow have died to match our faces
Sittin' on the front porch

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