Luyện nghe bài hát Songwriter

He sits with the on his knee
Thinking of love he's had
If it a sound, he writes it down
a songwriter

He's to paint
pictures of mountains
Turn little teardrops into fountains
He's a

He smiles at the lines, frown at the bad lines
Cries the sad parts
Rewrites the bad
He's a

He looks through the of life
Some people think, he's a
But who can tell the thing sell
a songwriter

He's to paint
Little pictures of
Turn little teardrops mighty fountains
He's a

Thank you for my tune
Now, I'll get out of room
It's you know, I've got to go
I'm a songwriter, hmm, hmm