Luyện nghe bài hát White Picket Fence

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

She'd make in the summertime and wave as I worked on the car.
I could her to strum 'Forever Young'
on the of a pearl neck guitar.
And I'd one eye on the bottom line
and one eye on events.
When I laid my head down I'd any strange sound
in the house the white Picket fence .

Now the kids would off to college one day, study H-bombs or dolphins or Freud...
but we'd pass the time with the breeze through the wind
and up the space in the void.
And we'd go to on Sundays,
leaving eternal to chance.
And Jane would grey, but I'd love her that way
in the house the white picket fence.