Luyện nghe bài hát When the Bough Breaks

The sideways man on his hands,
Can't keep from his feet and when he tries,
I try,

They twist his arms to get a start,
Tycoons hitting the jackpot,
To get back they've lost,
He'd to raise the bar,

The desert heat us all in the dark,
buried the sun so I carried the torch,
Head over with eyes on the prize,
I for less and it's more than enough,
say when,

be told,
I'd rather be sold than juggle stones,
But he tries,
I try,

They all part to get a head start,
Big whigs love the jackpot,
Taking all the shots,
The was wrong,

The way they us all in the dark,
buried the sun so I carried the torch,
The way left their eyes on the prize,
I've settled for less and it's than enough,
say when.

The way left us all in the dark,
Head over heels, but never enough,
say when.