Luyện nghe bài hát Beeswing

I was nineteen when I came to
They called it the of Love
They were burning babies, burning
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 thing, fine as a bee's wing
So fine a breath of wind might her away
She was a lost child, oh she was wild
She said, "As as there's no price on love, I'll stay
And you wouldn't me any other way"

Brown hair around her face
And a of half-surprise
Like a fox in the headlights
There was in her eyes
She said, "Young man, oh you see
I'm not the kind
If you don't me out of here
I'll surely my mind"

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

We busked around the towns
And picked fruit in Kent
And we could tinker lamps and
And wherever we went
And I that we might settle down
Get a few dug
Fire in the hearth and babies on the rug

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

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

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

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

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

Oh she was a rare thing, as a bee's wing
And I miss her more than ever could say
If I could just taste all of her now
If I could her in my arms today
Well I want her any other way