Luyện nghe bài hát The Littlest Birds

Well, I feel like an old hobo, I'm sad, and blue
I was fair as a day, now the summer days are through
You pass through places and places through you
But you carry with you on the soles of your 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 rambling ways
One of days soon, ooh

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

Well, times like these I feel so small
And wild like the rambling footsteps of a wandering
And I'm lonesome as a whippoorwill
Singing these blues with a and a trill
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 sing the prettiest songs
And the littlest birds sing the prettiest

But I you so dearly, I love 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 don't want to leave you, I love you through and

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

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

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