Luyện nghe bài hát Matthew

Had an uncle Matthew
Was his only boy
just south of Colby, Kansas
Was his pride and joy

Yes, and joy was just the he was raised on
was just the way to live and die
Gold was just a windy Kansas wheat
Blue, just a summer sky

And all the that he told me
when I was just a lad
And all the that he gave me
And all the good times he had

Growing up a Kansas boy
was mostly having fun
Riding on his shoulders
a mule, beneath the sun

Yes, and joy was just the thing he was on
Love was just the way to and die
Gold was a windy Kansas wheat field
Blue, just a summer sky

Well, I guess there some hard times
And I'm told some years were
They had a in forty-seven
A twister came and them clean

He the farm and lost his family
He lost the wheat and his home
But he found the family
Faith as solid as a

Yes, and joy was just the he was raised on
Love was the way to live and die
Gold was just a Kansas wheat field
Blue, just a summer sky

So he to live at our house
And he came to the land
He came to my Daddy's burden
And he to be my friend

So I wrote down for Matthew
And for him the song is sung
Riding on his Daddy's
a Mule, beneath the sun

Yes, and joy was the thing he was raised on
Love was the way to live and die
Gold was just a Kansas wheat field
Blue, just a summer sky

Yes, and joy was just the he was raised on
was just the way to live and die
Gold was just a windy Kansas field
Blue, a Kansas summer sky