Luyện nghe bài hát Time That Bald Sexton

I got no of time
The second hand
Me, oh, so

And insults my now
For I my
Mood to me

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

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

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

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

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

Bother not to
Ask for my
Not a

I must all my time by
Grabbing this setter
By his forelock

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

When folks to see
How is too much
I turn away then to thee

In thee chronicle
Of wasted through these years
Sleeping not appear now

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

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

folks refuse to see
How is too much
I turn away then to thee

For time is man's
A gift from dad a plan
And the to, to complete
The to complete
to, to complete