Luyện nghe bài hát Back O' The Moon

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

There's one and odd style of living
Part only to the everybody Jenny
A where's the end parade
Of the sort people here would unusual

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

Jenny, Jenny you don't know the days I've
Telling backyard tales so to maybe
Oh, your mood is giddy if you smile, I'm delighted
But you'd rather pout a lazy child
You dare fold your arms, and say that I lie

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

Tonight upon the brine 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, some things were sworn
Morning would come and calendar had
New seasons on their opposite sides

Jenny, Jenny you know the nights I hide
Below a second story room to you down
Oh, the man who's let to divvy up, time is a
He's got a silver coin, lets it shine for
While you it away

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

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

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