Luyện nghe bài hát Down And Out And Far From Home

The wind blows chilly, my bag is
The road runs and it's full of holes
I've fine cities, and fields of plenty
But none so as the ones at home

And home is far, far across the
My is nothing more, now, than a song
Oh, come kind brothers, and sing a for me
It's a long long time that I've been gone

I've traveled here and I traveled
journey far and wide and up and down
But still the is love to wander
Winds down the field

My friends are far far the ocean
If they've me, It's only fair
Oh come, kind brothers, we'll send the dove to
And we will good health to them and theirs

The blows chilly, my bag is empty
Though fortune at me a time or so
There's no denying she's a lady
It's own doing if you let her go

And free's the grass ( Ahh...) and sweet grows the
Though hard times last a lenghty spell
The sky is light now...the morning's
Oh, come, brothers, now, bid me farewell