Luyện nghe bài hát Land's End

The work is and the record pressed
Now you're battle
the fickle press
You've got to strike the
And the bow
And another
Is just another
It's all the
And seen it before

And don't it seem too long a time
Since you were in the streetlight?
Too dreams, not enough schemes
And a with no gears to ride
With the wheels going too

So, you tell
"I'm leaving London for End
With a green and a violin
I'm to strike the hammers
And the bow
another day to forget this show
And back to me"
back to me
Darling come to me
back....

Now don't it seem to long a time
Since you sweating in the spotlight?
Too many jeers, not enough
But when you sing you've got nothing to
Singing: "where the time go?
And did the time go?"