Luyện nghe bài hát That Summer

(Sam Hogin/Phil Russ)
Love was on the telephone line
hangin' in the hot sunshine
Dust piled up on my combine
That boy, that girl, that
Thirsty for somethin', they know what
to control it but they couldn't stop
She was his rose, and he was her
That moon, kiss, that summer
June and July and an August to
Ninety an hour straight into September
still warms me in the dead of winter
Of love so true that
Two kids from on a yellow brick road
Watchin' the world a magic window
There wasn't anyplace they go
That hope, dream, that summer
June and and an August to remember
Ninety miles an hour straight September
Memory still warms me in the dead of
Of love so true that
June and July and an to remember
miles an hour straight into September
Memory still warms me in the dead of
Of love so true that summer, that
was alive on the telephone line, that summer