Luyện nghe bài hát Beeswing

I was nineteen I came to town
They it the Summer of Love
They were burning babies, flags
The against the doves
I a job in the steamie
Down on Street
And I in love with a laundry girl
Who was working to me

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

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

Oh she was a rare thing, fine as a bee's
So that I might crush her where she lay
She was a child, she was running wild
She said, "As long as there's no price on love, stay
And you want me any other way"

We busked the market towns
And picked fruit down in
And we could tinker and pots
And knives wherever we
And I said that we settle down
Get a few dug
Fire burning in the hearth and on the rug

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

Oh she was a rare thing, fine as a wing
So fine a breath of wind blow her away
She was a lost child, oh she was running
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 thought we shouldn't wait for the
And I thought we should
We was more in those days
And tempers reached a
And a fool I let her run
With the rambling

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

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

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