Luyện nghe bài hát The cool, cool river

Moves like a fist the traffic
Anger and no one can it
Shoves a little bump the momentum
It's a little lump
But you it
In the creases and the
With a rattling emotion
The cool, river
Sweeps the wild, white

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

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

Anger and no one can it
Slides through the metal
Lives a mole in a motel
A slide in a projector
The cool, river
the wild, white ocean
The of love turns inward
To of devotion
And prayers are
The constant across the wilderness
These are
These prayers are the of God
The of God

And I believe in the
We shall no more
not in my lifetime
But in yours I sure
dogs barking at the break of dawn
Lightning the edges of a thunderstorm
And streets
as a sleeping army
Send their dreams to heaven, to heaven
For the mother's son
Who is a to, who is a warrior
Who his urge to break and run

Who Hard times?
I'm used to
The speeding burns
I'm to that
My life's so common it
And even music
substitute for tears