Luyện nghe bài hát English Girls

Rain off the Lillian Way
Brompton afternoon so cold and
I was singing sky when I could
You thought I was burning witches
I was burning wood

And it was once a wintertime
Bells singing the marriage chime
I fell in with my English girl.

will soften anything except perhaps your mind
Its brutal and and it sneaks up from behind
And London needs in rightfuls never rang me wrong
And all I was doing was an awful lot of
On the of some silly old song

I the wild blue yonder
Yes it was
Still I caught the tube home
To my Girl.

old shadows come a knocking
Lets get out of
And if the boat starts
Shoot the mutineer! Shoot the mutineer! my English Girl..