Luyện nghe bài hát The Letter

Started rubbin' my
when I the birds talk
Hey mister you're gonna
have to 'walk
But has 's much pow'r to
me rise as the post man
Bringin' a surprise

Here he
Here he
Too much got a letter
I'd get out of bed
I

Then I pulled the covers
up to my
I thought well the
might be for
Her mother she writes very
Mister have you got
a for me

Mr. Heron, yes I have yes I
Too much I've got a
I said some joy
It from Maria, Chicago, Illinois

And I never have met her but she sounds
a flower
Grown on a heap
She's got a lot of 'round her
gotta work out
But she's gonna it
and I have no

Maria, the plane that brought your must have
felt a bit lighter
The air hostess must've felt bringing your letter over the sea
And the was your Orpheus
singing a for you
Maria I'm
Hear me singin' I'll be your too

By the time you hear this your
troubles will be
And you'll be with what's shinin'
through letter you (repeat)