Luyện nghe bài hát Jack

Jack went out one day
To see his feet would go
took him from his sleeping town
Across land both and low
They took him through the streets
Where men on their toes
And down the
bottled hell
And men lie in rows
Jack through the treacle swamps
And the salt dry plains
He passed he house tall, thin dogs
Pulled on iron chains
He heard the songs of germ girls
Who the frozen fields
And as walked
He felt the
Push up his heels
He saw the heather hills
He watched a sea
He met a man wooden hands
Carved from an old fruit
The old man said he dreamt at
Of blossom and knives
And night when
Jack went to
He dreamt of damson
Jack walked out one day
To see where his would go
They took him north, they took him
But took him home