Luyện nghe bài hát The Littlest Birds

Well, I like an old hobo
I'm sad lonesome and
I was fair as a day
Now the summer days are

You pass places
And pass through you
To you carry 'em you
On the souls of your shoes

Well, I love you so dearly, I you so clearly
I you up in the mornin' so early
Just to you I got the wanderin' blues
I got the wanderin'

And I'm gonna quit ramblin' ways
One of these days soon and I'll, and sing

The birds sing the prettiest songs
The littlest sing the prettiest songs
The birds sing the prettiest songs
The littlest sing the prettiest songs

Well, it's like these, I feel so small and wild
Like the ramblin' footsteps of a child
And I'm as a lonesome whippoorwill
Singin' these with a warble and a trill

But I'm not too to fly
No, I'm not too to fly 'cause

The littlest birds sing the prettiest
The littlest sing the prettiest songs
The littlest birds sing the prettiest
The littlest sing the prettiest songs

Well, I you so dearly, I love you so fearlessly
I wake you up in the so early
Just to tell you I got the blues
I got the wanderin'

And I wanna leave you
I love you and through

Oh, I left my baby on a pretty blue
And I sang my songs to the and the rain
And I had the blues
And I sang those blues

And I'm quit these ramblin' ways
One of these days and I'll
And I'll

The littlest sing the prettiest songs
The littlest birds sing the songs
The littlest sing the prettiest songs
The littlest birds sing the songs

The littlest birds sing the songs
The littlest birds the prettiest songs

I don't care if the sun don't
I don't care if nothin' is
I care if I'm nervous with you
do my lovin' in the wintertime