Luyện nghe bài hát Green And Grey

The time I most clearly
The I drift away
Is on the bus-ride meanders
Up these of green and grey

I get to think what might have been
And what may yet come
And I get to pass the mile thinking of you

And all the while, all the
I hear that call
To the land of gold and
beckons to us all

Nothing changes very much
You used to say it never
The pubs are all on Friday nights
And things get still

We spent hours week with Billy boy
Bleeding, yeah, queuing in
Staring at those we used to laugh at
Never, Land, palm trees by the sea

Well, was no need for those guys to hurt him so bad
all they had to do was knock him down
But no one asks too many questions that any more
you left this town

And tomorrow brings train
Another young brave away
But you're the one I
From valleys of the green and the grey

You used to talk about winners and losers all the
As if was all there was
As if we not of the same blood family
As if we by different laws

Do you owe so much less to these swept hills
you owe to your good self?
Is it true that the has always got to be something
That seems to somewhere else?

For God's don't you realize
That I still that call
Do you you're so brave just to go running
To which beckons to us all?

And brings another train
Another young steals away
But the one I remember
these valleys of the green and the grey

No, not for one second did you look you
As you were walking
Never once did you wish any of us
Those who had to stay

And if that's what it to make it
In the place that you live
Then I guess you'll never read these letters I send
the valleys of green and the grey

Valleys of the and the grey