Luyện nghe bài hát The Shoebox

I stumbled on a bunch of junk of
In a shoebox the other
In cleaning up files and messes
I'd made of my life

Ticket stubs, and old letters
I dumped all out on the bed
Found a homemade card from mom
And this is what it said, yeah, this is what it

Don't the little moments
the ones that mean the most
When the way home so far away
Take 'em out and them close

And a picture with your father
'Cause one day he'll be
And forget to fill an old shoebox
Full of things to look back on, of things to look back on

I opened up my pocket knife
And I was to his back porch
It was summertime I was turnin'
He said, "You want that It's yours"

I runnin' off in the yard
Carved my in every tree
I held it since he passed away
And it meant the to me
he meant the world to me

Don't the little moments
They're the ones mean the most
When the way seems so far away
'em out and hold them close

And take a picture your father
'Cause one day he'll be
And don't forget to fill an old
Full of things to look on

Look back on, a little window to the
Look back on, God knows goes by so fast
If ever you should ever doubt the blessings that had

forget the little moments
They're the ones that the most
the way home seems so far away
Take 'em out and hold them

And take a picture your father
'Cause one day he'll be
And don't forget to fill an old
of things to look back on

I stumbled on a bunch of junk of
In a shoebox the night