Luyện nghe bài hát Some Of Them Were Superstitious

Some of them were
with their backs facing the orchard
All of them with mittens on hands and feet
Were waiting for winter

Thousands on the
Well, I could never join there
And we not bother
But couldn't but holler, yeah

There's no use in
The joy the bright new sun
I could wait for
Better if it comes

Some of them superstitious
them parade around the town square
Some of them were
While cold and simply they don't know better

Someone to protect
Someone to keep of them
No, I don't believe
I rather holler, yeah

no use in hiding
The joy the bright new sun
Now you say leaving
But will just bring you down

Can you operate machines like
Miles a day on tough terrain and

I'm not if we will meet again
I guess it depends on which you're in

Oh wait, you're gone, gone
So soon, so soon, so
But life in the for someone
And you're

So soon, so soon, so
And when you're gone, gone
And life, it for someone
You're someone, you're
someone