Luyện nghe bài hát The cool, cool river

Moves like a fist the traffic
Anger and no one can it
Shoves a little into the momentum
just a little lump
But you it
In the and the shadows
With a rattling deep
The cool, cool
the wild, white ocean

Yes Boss. The handshake
Yes Boss. The of language
Yes Boss. Mr. Stillwater,
The face at the edge of the
The cool, the cool
The cool, the cool

I in the future
I may in my car
My radio to
The of a star
Song barking at the break of dawn
Lightning pushes the of a thunderstorm
And old hopes and fears
Still at my

and no one can heal it
Slides through the detector
Lives like a in a motel
A slide in a projector
The cool, river
Sweeps the wild, ocean
The rage of love turns
To of devotion
And prayers are
The constant road across the
These are
prayers are the memory of God
The of God

And I believe in the
We shall no more
not in my lifetime
But in I feel sure
Song dogs barking at the break of
Lightning pushes the edges of a
And streets
Quiet as a sleeping
their battered dreams to heaven, to heaven
For the mother's son
Who is a to, who is a warrior
Who denies his urge to and run

Who says: Hard
I'm to them
The speeding burns
I'm used to
My so common it disappears
And sometimes even
Cannot substitute for