Luyện nghe bài hát Beeswing

I was nineteen I came to town
called it the Summer of Love
They were babies, burning flags
The against the doves
I took a job in the
Down on Street
And I fell in love 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 lost child, oh she was wild
She said, "As long as there's no price on love, stay
And you wouldn't me any other way"

Brown hair around her face
And a of half-surprise
Like a fox caught in the
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 surely 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 there's no price on love, stay
And you wouldn't want me any way"

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

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

Oh she was a thing, fine as a bee's wing
So fine a breath of might blow 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 want me any other way"

We was down the Gower one time
The work was pretty
She thought we wait for the frost
And I thought maybe we
We was more in those days
And tempers a pitch
And like a I let her run
With the rambling

Oh the I heard she's sleeping rough
Back on the Derby
White in her hip pocket
And a wolfhound at her
And say she even married once
A man named Brown
But a gypsy caravan
Was too much settling

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

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