Luyện nghe bài hát Back O' The Moon

Jenny, Jenny you know the nights I hide
Below a second room to whistle you down
The man who's let to up, time is a miser
He's got a coin only lets it shine for hours
While you sleep it

one rare and odd style of living
Part only known to the Jenny
A comical where's the end
Of the sort people here would think

Tonight upon the mock brine of a Sea
Far off we sail on to o' the moon

Jenny, Jenny you don't the days I've tried
backyard tales so to maybe amuse
Oh, your mood is never if you smile, I'm delighted
But you'd rather pout such a child
You dare your arms, tisk and say that I lie

There's one rare and odd style of
Part only known to the everybody,
The small step and leap takers
Got the head start in the race it

Tonight upon the mock brine of a Sea
Far off we sail on to the back o' the

That was a sigh but not to envy you
When your age was mine, some were sworn true
Morning would come and calendar had
New printed seasons on opposite sides

Jenny, you don't know the nights I hide
Below a second story room to you down
Oh, the man let to divvy up, time is a miser
He's got a coin, lets it shine for hours
you sleep it away

There's one rare and odd of living
Part only known to the everybody
Out of tin ships jump the head boys
To push their into powdered soils and cry
No placers

No smart looking geese in
Dance pigs in high button trousers
No milk pail for the daughter
No merry towns of walled houses

Here, I've back o' the moon
Not here, I've back o' the moon