Luyện nghe bài hát The Dancing Tree

(Tom T. Hall)

There's a little ole that grows out in my yard
He's not very or too tall or too large
He stands so still 'til the wind comes to call
When the wind the little tree starts having a ball.

He swings and he sways and he all his limbs
The little ole tree loves to dance with the
He and bustles when the wind comes to call
He dances so I'm afraid he will fall.

He dances all summer and when comes down
He and throws all his leaves on the ground
He makes me so mad I say hey if you
Would you stop that dancin' each time a breeze.

He swings and he sways and he shakes all his
The little ole tree to dance with the wind
He rustles and bustles when the comes to call
He dances so I'm afraid he will fall.

Now I cannot dance well you'll agree
But sometimes I wish I dance like a tree
I'd swing and I'd and I'd shake all my limbs
And I'd never fall down cause I'd be just him.

He swings and he sways and he all his limbs
The little ole tree loves to with the wind
He rustles and bustles the wind comes to call
I'm afraid he fall but he never does...