Luyện nghe bài hát The Shoebox

I stumbled on a bunch of junk of
In a shoebox the night
In between up files and messes
That I'd of my life

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

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

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

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

I remember runnin' off in the
Carved my name in tree
I haven't held it he passed away
And it meant the to me
Because he the world to me

Don't forget the little
They're the ones that the most
When the way seems so far away
Take 'em out and hold close

And take a picture your father
'Cause one day be gone
And don't forget to an old shoebox
Full of to look back on

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

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

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

I on a bunch of junk of mine
In a the other night