Luyện nghe bài hát Good Old World

(waltz)
When I was a boy, the was a pearl the sun a yellow gold.
But when I was a man, the wind blew the hills were upside down.
But now that I gone from here there's no place I'd rather be
to float my chances on the tide back in the good old world.
On october's last, I'll fly back home down winding way
And all I've got's a pocket full of flowers from my
But now is gone I remember it best
Back in the good old I remember when, she held my hand
And we walked home in the rain how pretty her mouth, how soft her hair
Nothing can be the same and a rose upon her breast
I long to lay my head and her hair was so yellow
And the was so red back in the good old world.