Luyện nghe bài hát Sweet Thursday

I'm in the pines
I'm waiting in the
Pylon at my
The treasure lies us

And so we walking
We knew couldn't harm us
And how the wind is
When morning dawn breaks

walk back to the flats
With gallons in our

walking in the fields
We're working on the
We do just our fathers
How can take that from us?

And so we driving
We had no choice to leave
The bowl was left us
For Hooverville's us

Three thousand
Bodies who rest

Sweet Thursday is calling me up to Monterey
Sweet Thursday is calling me back up to, up to
Up to

So I started
And left my behind me
The row there kept
Of in your writing

Sweet is calling me back up to Monterey
Thursday is calling me back up to Monterey, rey
Up to
Up to
Up to