Luyện nghe bài hát Fairytale of New York

It was eve babe
In the drunk
An old man said to me: won't see one
And then they sang a
The old mountain dew
I turned my face and dreamed about you
Got on a one
in eighteen to one
I've got a
year's for me and you
So happy
I you baby
I can see a better
Where all our dreams true.

They got cars big as
They got of gold
But the wind goes right you
no place for the old
When you first took my on a cold christmas eve
You me broadway was waiting for me
You handsome you were pretty
Queen of new york city when the band finished they yelled out for more
Sinatra was swinging all the they were singing
We kissed on a
Then through the night.

And the boys from the NYPD were singing Galway Bay
And the bells were ringing out for day.

You're a bum a punk
You're an old slut on
there almost dead on a drip in that bed
You scumbag you
You cheap lousy
christmas your arse I pray god it's our last.

And the boys of the NYPD choir's still singing Bay
And the bells ringing out
For day.

I could been someone
Well so could
You took my dreams me
When I found you
I kept them me babe
I put them my own
make it out alone
I've built my dreams you

And the boys of the NYPD choir's singing Galway Bay
And the bells are out
For day.