Luyện nghe bài hát The Littlest Birds

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

Well, I love you so dearly, I you so clearly
I wake you up in the morning, so early 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 birds sing the prettiest songs
The littlest birds sing the prettiest
The littlest birds sing the songs
And the birds sing the prettiest songs

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

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

But I love you so dearly, I you so fearlessly
I wake you up in the morning so early, just to you
I've got the wandering blues, I've got the wandering
And I want to leave you, I love you through and through

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

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

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