Luyện nghe bài hát C. Brown

C. Brown wakes bed
Brushes his teeth and he combs his head for
Out the door and down the
to the corner and a bus and some friends that he's supposed to meet
But there, not to his
His friends gone and they've told C a lie

But you can on with me
You even need to say a word
You don't have to worry about the

I C (see) him and he up fast
Kicks at the air his friends watch him and then laugh
really likes his friends
But in his he knows that sometimes a dog is as good as any man
Trying to do as we
That doesn't always rhyme with doing what good

But you can sit in the grass; it feels
You even need to think a word
You don't have to worry, don't

Charlie is drawing a gun
Right there in the square he's Lucy on the run
Aims his eye, his head
In a of dust, dear old Lucy's gone
only trying the golden rule
Draw unto others as they been drawn to you

And you can walk on with me
You don't need to think a word
You don't to worry...