Luyện nghe bài hát Then Came The Children

Come gather me friends
I'll you about a minstrel band
Of children in their hats
Painting pictures with of pan

A boy and his sister
upon a whistle made of tin
And led me the open fields

In my stupor, I was
Trying to forfeit all that I'd
Listen to French Horn music
it's magic, all it's own

Out the highways
Journeyed far for that smile
down identities
My God, we must run a million miles

Still we the children nothing
Nothing but in this desert bare
can teach us how to laugh
How to love and tie ribbons in our hair

So for us, you children
Ring the bells and rhyme, the purples and
Think of us as fighting
Who somehow stumbled through this loving you

Let's sing children,
Rhyme all the purples, and blues
Oh, I'll back over
How we weathered through the loving you

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