Luyện nghe bài hát Jack

Jack out one stormy day
To see his feet would go
They him from his sleeping town
Across land high and low
They him through the velvet streets
men walked on their toes
And down the
Where bottled
And blind men lie in
Jack walked through the swamps
And crossed the dry plains
He passed he house where tall, dogs
Pulled on their chains
He heard the songs of seed girls
Who warmed the fields
And as walked
He the corn
up his tired heels
He saw the heathens' hills
He watched a sea
He met a man wooden hands
Carved an old fruit tree
The old man said he at night
Of blossom and knives
And that night
Jack went to
He dreamt of pies
walked out one stormy day
To see where his feet go
They took him north, they him east
But never him home