Luyện nghe bài hát The cool, cool river

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

Yes Boss. The government
Yes Boss. The of language
Yes Boss. Mr. Stillwater,
The at the edge of the banquet
The cool, the cool
The cool, the cool

I believe in the
I may in my car
My tuned to
The voice of a
Song dogs barking at the break of
Lightning the edge of a thunderstorm
And these old and fears
Still at my

Anger and no one can it
Slides the metal detector
like a mole in a motel
A in a slide projector
The cool, cool
Sweeps the wild, white
The rage of turns inward
To prayers of
And prayers are
The road across the wilderness
prayers are
These are the memory of God
The of God

And I believe in the
We shall suffer no
Maybe not in my
But in yours I feel
Song dogs barking at the break of
Lightning pushes the edges of a
And these
Quiet as a army
Send battered dreams to heaven, to heaven
For the restless son
Who is a to, who is a warrior
Who his urge to break and run

Who says: times?
I'm to them
The speeding burns
I'm to that
My life's so it disappears
And sometimes even
Cannot substitute for