Luyện nghe bài hát If My Mary Were Here

I not be so stoned
If my Mary were
And I think I'd have phoned you
If my were here

I'm a sad Sir Galahad
Who's sword's his knees
a Grail no longer holy
And a prayer saying please

I would not be
If my Mary here
But she off
And Lord I'm

You I don't think I'd be drinking
If my Mary were
And I what I'd be thinking
If my were here

We'd be up a blanket
Full of cheese and wine
And up our camper
With a in mind

And picnic out in Lincoln Park
If were here
But she
So I got lit

I'm sorry that I you
In the of the night
But the one who listens
When I a little light

I we haven't talked
I dropped you in the dirt
I you're not my lady now
But Baby, how I

I toss away my troubles
When my was here
But now I'm lost the ruble
'Cause my Mary's not

So could I come on
With my in my hands
And place it on pillow
Like a old tin can

I'm and seeing double
But my Mary's not
Once be the friend
That been
And me in

take me in