Luyện nghe bài hát Back O' The Moon

Jenny, Jenny you don't the nights I hide
Below a second story room to whistle you
The man who's let to up, time is a miser
He's got a silver coin lets it shine for hours
While you it away

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

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

Jenny, Jenny you don't know the days I've
Telling backyard so to maybe amuse
Oh, your is never giddy if you smile, I'm delighted
But you'd rather pout a lazy child
You fold your arms, tisk and say that I lie

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

Tonight upon the mock of a Luna 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, things were sworn true
Morning come and calendar pages had
New printed seasons on their opposite

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

There's one rare and odd style of
Part only to the everybody Jenny
Out of tin jump the bubble head boys
To push their flags into soils and cry
No second

No looking geese in bonnets
Dance with pigs in high button
No milk for the farmer's daughter
No merry of sweet walled houses

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