Luyện nghe bài hát The Littlest Birds

Well, I feel an old hobo, I'm sad, lonesome and blue
I was fair as a summer's day, now the days are through
You pass through places and places pass you
But you carry them with you on the soles of travelers shoes

Well, I love you so dearly, I you so clearly
I wake you up in the morning, so just to tell you
I got the wandering blues, I got the blues
And I'm going to quit these ways
One of days soon, ooh

And I sing, the littlest birds sing the songs
The littlest birds sing the prettiest
The littlest sing the prettiest songs
And the birds sing the prettiest songs

Well, it's times like these I feel so
And like the rambling footsteps of a wandering child
And I'm as a lonesome whippoorwill
Singing these blues with a warble and a
But I'm not too to fly, no I'm not too blue to fly

'Cause the littlest sing the prettiest songs
The birds sing the prettiest songs
The littlest birds the prettiest songs
And the littlest sing the prettiest songs

But I love you so dearly, I love you so
I wake you up in the morning so early, just to you
I've got the wandering blues, got the wandering blues
And I don't want to you, I love you through and through

Well, I left my baby, on a pretty train
And I sang my to the cold and the rain
And I had the wandering blues, and I sang those blues
And I'm quit these rambling ways one of these
soon, ooh

And I sing, the littlest birds sing the songs
The littlest birds the prettiest songs
The birds sing the prettiest songs
And the littlest birds the prettiest songs
The littlest birds sing the prettiest
And the birds sing the prettiest songs

Well, I don't care if the sun don't
And I don't if nothing is mine
And I don't care if I'm with you
do my loving in the wintertime