Luyện nghe bài hát To Bobby

I'll put at your feet
And I will sing to you so
And my words will carry home to your heart

You left us on the road
And said how heavy was the
But the years were young, the struggle had its start

Do you hear the voices in the night,
crying for you
See the children in the light, Bobby
They're

No one could say it you said it
We'd try and just forget it
You stood upon the mountain till it was sinking

And in a we tried to reach you
With looks and we would beseech you
Never knowing what, or how you were thinking

Do you hear the in the night, Bobby?
crying for you
See the children in the light, Bobby
dying

Perhaps the pictures in the
no longer be put in rhymes
When all the of starving children are wide open

You aside the cursed crown
And put your magic into a
That me think your heart was aching or even broken

But, if God hears my complaint, He will you
And so I, with all respect, I'll just relive you
And likewise, you must understand these we give you

Like flowers at your door
And scribbled about the war
only saying the time is short and there is work to do

And still marching on the streets
With little victories and big
But there is joy and there is and there's a place for you

And you have heard the in the night, Bobby
crying for you
See the in the morning light, Bobby
They're