Luyện nghe bài hát White Picket Fence

I to marry a girl named Jane,
stop my running around.
Have a of kids and a couple of guns
and live on the far of town.
Well I bet that life be simple,
at not so damned intense.
If they us alone we would mostly stay home
in the house the white picket fence.

She'd make lemonade in the and wave as I worked on the car.
I could teach her to strum 'Forever
on the strings of a neck guitar.
And I'd keep one eye on the bottom
and one eye on events.
When I laid my head down I'd any strange sound
in the with the white Picket fence .

Now the kids would grow off to college one day, study or dolphins or Freud...
but we'd pass the time with the breeze through the wind
and fill up the in the void.
And go to service on Sundays,
nothing eternal to chance.
And Jane would grey, but I'd love her that way
in the house with the white fence.