Luyện nghe bài hát Holly Ann

She is a
Through her hands the thread travels
Blue green water, willows weeping, silver

She sings and sighs as the flies
Through the yarn like a dancer
Pink and purple red for a lover's bed

Living of San Francisco
With a man who his house alone
peaceful in the country
The lights of the golden gate will lead her

She is a
In her hands the wheel turns the wool around
Then again

A from Bolinas
and plays the mandolin
Faces smile in the firelight of a foggy

Living of San Francisco
Sometimes nice to be alone
She says, peaceful where she is living
The lights of the golden gate lead her home

You can see the of the city
Hanging in the air by and stone
She says, it's peaceful where living
The lights of the golden gate will her home

She is a
Through her hand the bright travels
Blue water, willows weeping, silver stars

She is my
The baby when I was older
Her are light, her hair is bright as the summer sun

north of San Francisco
Sometimes it's nice to be
She says, peaceful in the country
The lights of the golden gate will lead her

The lights of the golden gate will her home