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 through you
But you carry them with you on the soles of travelers shoes

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

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

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

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

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

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 wandering
And I'm gonna quit rambling ways one of these
soon, ooh

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

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