Luyện nghe bài hát Beeswing

I was nineteen when I came to
They it the Summer of Love
They burning babies, burning flags
The hawks against the
I took a job in the
Down on Cauldrum
And I fell in with a laundry girl
Who was working to me

Oh she was a rare thing, fine as a wing
So fine a breath of wind might her away
She was a child, oh she was running wild
She said, "As as there's no price on love, I'll stay
And you wouldn't want me any way"

Brown hair zig-zag her face
And a of half-surprise
a fox caught in the headlights
There was in her eyes
She said, "Young man, oh you see
I'm not the factory
If you take me out of here
I'll lose my mind"

Oh she was a rare thing, fine as a bee's
So fine that I might her where she lay
She was a lost child, she was wild
She said, "As long as no price on love, I'll stay
And you wouldn't me any other way"

We around the market towns
And picked down in Kent
And we could tinker and pots
And knives wherever we
And I said we might settle down
Get a few dug
burning in the hearth and babies on the rug

She "Oh man, you foolish man
It surely like hell
You might be Lord of half the
not own me as well"

Oh she was a rare thing, fine as a bee's
So fine a breath of wind might her away
She was a lost child, oh she was wild
She said, "As long as no price on love, I'll stay
And you want me any other way"

We was camping down the one time
The was pretty good
She we shouldn't wait for the frost
And I thought maybe we
We was more in those days
And tempers a pitch
And a fool I let her run
With the itch

Oh the I heard she's sleeping rough
Back on the Derby
Horse in her hip pocket
And a wolfhound at her
And they say she even once
A man named Romany
But even a gypsy
Was too settling down

And they say her is faded now
Hard weather and booze
But maybe that's the price
You pay for the chains you

Oh she was a rare thing, fine as a bee's
And I miss her more than words could say
If I just taste all of her wildness now
If I could her in my arms today
Well I wouldn't want her any way