Luyện nghe bài hát Time That Bald Sexton

I got no sense of
The second slaps
Me, oh, so

And insults my now
For I my
to lead me

I into your room
Prepared with reasons why I join
You for this whole

I got one day
Of writing it all
And oh, so I go

I must seize all my by
Grabbing this old clock
By his bald gray

All on the job
My life quickly shortening
And rushing and half done

Can't how old that I am
Not one to sit
I look so busy, you

not anymore to
Ask for my
Not a

I seize all my time by
Grabbing clock setter
By his forelock

And at this same moment
Take this at hand
The one that landed in my lap

When refuse to see
How much is too
I shall away then to thee

In thee chronicle
Of wasted time these years
Sleeping does not now

I must seize all my by
Grabbing this setter
By his gray

And at very same moment
Take this at hand
The one landed right in my lap

When refuse to see
How much is too
I shall turn away then to

For time is man's
A gift dad with a plan
And the means to, to
The means to
Means to, to