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 rolled off the Georgian rocks
And a friend upon the sand

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

As for you, Dewar now I
That the never stops until you have a drink in hand
Drinking to your gloom in the slow-whirl licensed
Ah yes, she was you told us 'neath the moon
(Many times)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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