Luyện nghe bài hát 1952 Vintage Black Lightning

Said Red Molly to James thats a fine
A could feel special on any such like
Said to Red Molly, my hats off to you
Its a Vincent Black Lightning,
And Ive seen you at the and cafes it seems
Red hair and black leather, my favourite scheme
And he pulled her on
And down to Boxhill did ride

Said James to Red Molly, heres a ring for your hand
But Ill tell you in earnest Im a man
Ive fought the law since I was seventeen
I robbed a man to get my Vincent machine
Now Im 21 years, I make 22
And I dont dying, but for the love of you
And if fate break my stride
Then Ill give you my Vincent to

Come down, come down, Red Molly, Sergeant McRae
For theyve taken young James Adie for robbery
Shotgun blast hit his chest, left inside
Oh, come down, Red Molly to his dying
When she came to the hospital, wasnt much left
He was running out of road, he was running out of
But he to see her cry
And said Ill you my Vincent to ride

James, in my opinion, theres nothing in this world
Beats a 52 Vincent and a red headed
Now Nortons and and Greeveses wont do
They dont have a soul like a 52
He reached for her hand and he her the keys
He Ive got no further use for these
I see angels on Ariels in leather and
down from heaven to carry me home
And he her one last kiss and died
And he gave her his to ride