Luyện nghe bài hát Beeswing

I was when I came to town
They called it the Summer of
They were burning babies, burning
The hawks the doves
I took a job in the
on Cauldrum Street
And I in love with a laundry girl
Who was next to me

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

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

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

We busked the market towns
And picked fruit down in
And we could lamps and pots
And knives we went
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 hell
You might be Lord of half the
not own me as well"

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 running
She said, "As long as there's no on love, I'll stay
And you want me any other way"

We was down the Gower one time
The was pretty good
She we shouldn't wait for the frost
And I maybe we should
We was drinking in those days
And tempers reached a
And a fool I let her run
the rambling itch

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

And they say her flower is now
weather and hard booze
But that's just the price
You pay for the you refuse

Oh she was a rare thing, fine as a wing
And I miss her more ever words could say
If I could just all of her wildness now
If I could her in my arms today
Well I want her any other way