Luyện nghe bài hát The Way I Feel

The way I feel is a robin,
birds have flown to come no more,
Like a tall oak-tree, and cryin',
When the have flown and the nest is bare.

Now a woman, lord, is a young bird,
And the tall oak-tree is a man's heart.
Among it's branches, you'll her nesting
When the nights are cool, she is and dry.

In leaves of green they will her,
Her wings will grow, love will too
But all too soon your branches
Will fail to hold her, fly from you.

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