Luyện nghe bài hát To Bobby

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

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

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

No one could say it you said it
only 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 letters we would you
Never what, where or how you were thinking

Do you hear the voices in the night,
crying for you
See the children in the morning light,
dying

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

You cast aside the cursed
And put your magic a sound
That made me your heart was aching or even broken

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

these flowers at your door
And notes about the war
We're only the time is short and there is work to do

And we're still marching on the
With little and big defeats
But there is joy and is hope and there's a place for you

And you heard the voices in the night, Bobby
crying for you
See the children in the light, Bobby
They're