Luyện nghe bài hát Women I Belong To

Well, I wake in the night and I wanna write what we went through
I've been still for weeks
Got this new piano and older than my dad
But it sings the way I think so I stay at home and

And I get in and out some of these
Oh, I'd rather below this old red tree
But I get tired, yeah, seen too much

I ain't got a dollar to my name, of stories I am
I on about love and her and her
There two of them, one left and one died

One in the life, you know I lost everything
But I found a new home in the I belong to
They make me tired, yeah, I've seen too

Oh, I never been so alone and I never felt so cold
I swear that I want love than I want gold
I'd trade it all for one more story you
Or one more kiss with her, one more innocent

And there was a time not so long ago when I knew I had the
Oh, I it close, close enough to let me go
And it made me tired, yeah, I've seen too
Oh yeah, I've seen too

Oh, I say
Oh, I say

My swings away from me as I swing beneath this old red tree
swinging here for years now
And I swung through their and weddings
And confessed love to the women I to

And my mother's getting old, she colder winters as we age
Who she belong to
I bet tired, bet she's seen too much
I'm tired, I I've seen too much

I'm tired, yeah, seen too much
Oh, I'm tired, yeah, seen too much
Yeah, Im