Luyện nghe bài hát Tree Of Birds

In a town the desert sunbeam
Down on a boy laying sick in bed
It burned his fevered so much she witched somehow
But the sun was the shade tree

I chanced the whippoorwill which is windowsill
And overheard the boy's plea
He whippoorwilled a cry to friends near by
And an old at all they made a tree

A of birds, a bird tree
Soon the tree singing merrily
Chirrup chirrup twee
Get on your feet, sweetly sang a tree of

When the little boy heard that song
He looked all around and to his
There was a tree a whinnying singing tree
A of birds flying right before his weary eyes

With their wings they kept cooling things
Till his fever and ill may flow away
The boy has tried to how birds made him well
But no one him to this say

A tree of birds, a bird
Soon the tree started singing
Chirrup twee twee
Get on your feet, sweetly sang a of bird

(A of bird)
A tree of