Luyện nghe bài hát Jack

Jack out one stormy day
To see where his feet go
They took him from his town
land both high and low
They him through the velvet streets
men walked on their toes
And down the
Where hell
And men lie in rows
walked through the treacle swamps
And the salt dry plains
He passed he house tall, thin dogs
Pulled on their iron
He the songs of seed germ girls
Who warmed the fields
And as walked
He the corn
Push up his heels
He saw the heather hills
He watched a sea
He met a man with hands
Carved an old fruit tree
The old man he dreamt at night
Of blossom and knives
And night when
Jack to sleep
He dreamt of pies
Jack out one stormy day
To see where his feet go
They took him north, took him east
But never him home