Luyện nghe bài hát C. Brown

C. Brown wakes bed
his teeth and he combs his head for school
Out the and down the street
Down to the 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 don't even to say a word
You don't have to worry about the

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

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

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

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