Luyện nghe bài hát Beautiful Game

We watched the like we always did
We seemed to lose than we'd win
The ref would sweat as we'd him
And then the fights start
Out where the park
I dodged a few black
me
It was to be alive
The path led to the pub
Where we how we'd won
And I'm the wayward son
And a glass is smashed
fella's on his back
And it all off again
As
There's no one to take the
As time by I search with vigour
The days we had seemed so bigger
And everyone point the finger
So we do the same
To be by the beautiful game
My old man passed on the of loss
The team we loved gathered moss
On a rolling you wouldn't toss
But if we win or
in each other's shoes
With blood our shirts
me
You how that hurts