Luyện nghe bài hát The Sycamore Tree

In the sticks down an old dirt road near a small Kentucky
When his would come home
Out past the old red in sycamore tree
Is where little would go
And above the guilt and pain
The place that he was safe

Was high above in the strong arms of the sycamore
You could a small voice in the wind
Sayin', "Please let him do that to me"
Prayin' to be born
In the sycamore

Time went on as it does, and his daddy's time had come
How he was hard to say
He often wondered how he'd make it through
But as they him that day
He realized not my fault
And as the leaves began to

From high above in the strong of the sycamore tree
You could hear in the wind
out, "Find the truth and the truth will set you free"
Broken chains and a on the mend
the sycamore tree, oh

And an answer to his praying
As he his child playing

High above in the strong of the sycamore tree
You could hear a voice in the wind
Sayin', "Please Daddy you come and play with me"
In the tree
The tree

will set you free
Forgiveness,
will set you free
Forgiveness,