Luyện nghe bài hát The Gift of The Magi

I remember Monday up to pack his lunch
We kissed
Saying what a foolish was I
Saying, a fool was she

the store where I go shopping
On display there was a golden chain
All that it had me stopping
What a was she

Almost Christmas, we so poor
Where was will
There ways
I was

In the paper written
I saw an ad, I a train
And sold my to buy the chain
What a was she

And he says I remember Monday rising her hair
in my eyes
It caught the sun a times
a fool was he

In a window near the was a comb
Of pearls and beads and
Oh, the devil'd come to us
a fool was he

Almost Christmas, we were so
Where there was
There ways
I was

In the pawnshop home
I stopped for a loan
And sold the to buy the comb
What a was he

Christmas came up and glum
There were no of sugar plums
There were no joyous sung
Oh, what fools they

He sat at her bob
As she lay
By a and fob
And sadly burned the log

And wise men their way
Wise men lose way
Merry Day