Luyện nghe bài hát The Squirrel Crossed The Road

The squirrel the road like a ribbon on a fan
And the afternoon cicada threw a spell this land
And the waves rolled off the rocks
And threw a friend upon the

Oh none now I
That the searching never stops until you have a man in
Second booth the King's Head the ordinary men behind
Go ask them to play all the glorious love songs they can

As for you, Dewar now I
That the searching stops until you have a drink in hand
Drinking to your gloom in the slow-whirl room
Ah yes, she was lovely you told us the moon
(Many times)

The squirrel crossed the like a ribbon on a fan [unverified]

Oh Madam, now I
That the searching never stops things are out of hand
Then you up to heaven pull down the wrath of God
You're alive when men are falling down suspended when not

And oh Thomas, now I
That the searching never until you are a man
Whether early morning hunting deer or women in the
That measured overdrive makes you feel alive a man

The squirrel crossed the road a ribbon on a fan [unverified]

Oh Sal, now I
That the never stops until you're in a foreign land
Haunting yourself at or melting in Lausanne
Or good in Marbella
(Yes, you have a tan)

And oh One, now I understand
That your searching never stops until you leave your
You want peace thank God you at what your friends said
said barefoot in the Himalayas
He'll just find his feet have but in you I have greatest faith

The squirrel the road like a ribbon on a fan
And the afternoon cicada threw a spell across land
And the rolled off the Georgian rocks
And a friend upon the sand