Luyện nghe bài hát The Shoebox

I stumbled on a bunch of of mine
In a the other night
In between cleaning up files and
I'd made of my life

Ticket stubs, poems and old
I them all out on the bed
Found a homemade birthday card mom
And this is it said, yeah, this is what it said

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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