Luyện nghe bài hát Golden Autumn Day

Well, I heard the bells
I was about winning
In this God forsaken

my confidence was well
Then I tripped and I
Right flat on my

Now I'm standing
And I feel coming back
And the sun is gold

Put a on my face
Get back in the race
And get on with the

And I'm in the Indian Summer
And I'm it up in my mind
And I'm pretending that it's

On a autumn day
On a golden day
On a golden day
On a golden day

In the wee hour
I was my car
In this lit town

I was attacked by two
Who me for a mug
And shoved me on the ground

And pulled out a knife
And I my way up
As scampered from the scene

Well, is no New York street
And there's no Bobby on the
And things ain't just what seem

And I'm in the Indian Summer
And I'm soaking it up in my
And I'm pretending it's paradise

On a autumn day
On a autumn day
On a autumn day
On a golden day

Who would
This could in a city like this
Blake's green and pleasant hills

And we must
As we go September
these dark satanic mills

If there's such a as justice
I take them out and flog them
In the nearest field

And it be a lesson
To the bleeders of the
In whole society

And I'm taking in, the Indian
And I'm soaking it up in my
And I'm pretending like it's

On a autumn day
On a golden day
On a golden day
On a autumn day
autumn day