Luyện nghe bài hát Blue Boy

Lady called the blue boy,
She him home
himself an idol, yes
So he to stone
a pilgrim she traveled
To place her
his granite grace
And she prayed aloud for
To waken in his
In his face, oh

in the evening
He would to her
her in his arms
And his seed to her
She would in the morning
him
And go to the
And look out through the
But the in her garden
He looked the same
He the same, ah

Bring her boots of
And she will for him
Shyly a feather fan
glance for him
Here he comes after
To find her
He will come a few more
'Till he finds a lady
in a door
In her door, oh