Luyện nghe bài hát 1952 Vintage Black Lightning

Said Red Molly to James thats a motorbike
A girl feel special on any such like
James to Red Molly, my hats off to you
Its a Vincent Lightning, 1952
And Ive seen you at the corners and it seems
Red hair and black leather, my colour scheme
And he pulled her on
And down to Boxhill they did

Said James to Red Molly, heres a for your right hand
But Ill you in earnest Im a dangerous man
Ive fought with the law since I was
I many a man to get my Vincent machine
Now Im 21 years, I might 22
And I dont mind dying, but for the of you
And if fate should break my
Then Ill give you my to ride

Come down, down, Red Molly, called Sergeant McRae
For theyve taken young James Adie for armed
blast hit his chest, left nothing inside
Oh, down, Red Molly to his dying bedside
When she came to the hospital, there much left
He was running out of road, he was running out of
But he to see her cry
And said Ill give you my to ride

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