Luyện nghe bài hát Tin Man

Sometimes late when things are
And the people the gift of gab between themselves
Some are quick to the bait
And catch the perfect prize that waits the shelves

But Oz never did give nothing to the
he didn't, didn't already have
And 'cause was the reason for the evenin'
Or the of Sir Galahad

So please, in me
When I say I'm spinning round, round, round,
Smoke glass stain'd colors
Image going down, down, down,
sud green like bubbles

Oz never did nothing to the Tin-man
That he didn't, didn't have
And never was the reason for the evenin'
Or the tropic of Sir

So please, in me
When I say I'm round, round, round, round
Smoke glass bright colors
Image going down, down, down,
green like bubbles

No, Oz did give nothing to the Tin-man
That he didn't, didn't already
And 'cause never was the for the evenin'
Or the of Sir Galahad

So please, in me