Luyện nghe bài hát Leaving London

With a dark and sea
my true love and me
I keep walking through cold hard town

While I for better days
I use a place to stay
Or a floor where I lay my blanket down

If I beg, steal or borrow
A ticket on ship or plane
I'd be London tomorrow
To fly to my own love

Up at to change my shirt
And to away the dirt
Then it's over to American

Not one did I find
No, she didn't send one
I know she has my forwarding address

If I could beg, or borrow
A ticket on some or plane
I'd be London tomorrow
To fly to my own love

Last night The
Was so full, barred the door
And I a song she knows quite well

But it take too long
To make up another
For a lonesome and a last

If I beg, steal or borrow
A ticket on some or plane
I'd be leaving tomorrow
To fly to my own love
I'd be leaving tomorrow
To fly to my own love