Luyện nghe bài hát Widows by the radio

Drink to our home
Wher resides alone
a widow by the radio
Child, is a place
Where sorrow of age
A widow by the

Try to
I couldn't hold hand
I couldn't hold a gun
Surely we find
A reason or a
That everything's not for good

Autumn through the trees
Cheap to her and me
But patience a uniform
take care of your sons
I they have become
The Darlings of the

Try to
I couldn't hold your
I couldn't even a gun
we could hide
A or a sigh
That is gone for good.