Luyện nghe bài hát Bill McCai

Family taught him from wrong
local tales and children's songs
Sunday was his shelter
With his Joe and Walter

Now those so far away
An empty swing where he once
Now gone so fat and bald
He never thought that grow old

An' everyday when he gets the
out the window and he thinks in vain
If I could only be that boy

Sales job it gets him
old faces, same old sounds
Heart attacks, orthopedic
and labeled racks

His wife can't stand the of him
With his routine of gin
She makes his lunch of ham
I'm for the meter man

An' everyday when he the train
Looks out the and he thinks in vain
If I could only be boy again
Take it away

He could be boy again

Another day, gin
His don't even notice him
Something different his face
His happy seems out of place

gathered round for tea
Eyes fixed on the new
A flash came then it said
Bill McCai was found dead

No more windows, no more
himself out in the rain
Now never be that boy again

And we say
Bye, bye McCai
Bye, bye McCai
Bye, bye Bill