Luyện nghe bài hát Little Bombadier

War made him a
Little Frankie
left him a loser
The bombardier
Lines of worry with age
hands that knew no trade

Spent his time in the picture
The bombardier
drank his money
The that he made
his woes to no man
Friendless, lonely
one day, in the ABC
Four bright eyes gazed
At the ice-cream in the of
The little
Sunshine our Frankie's days

Gone his worries, his maze
His life was fun and his was full of joy
Two young children had changed his
He gave toffees and played their games
He brought them presents with every coins he
Then two called him
Asked him for his
Why was he with the children
Were they just a
Leave them alone or get sore
We've had like you in the station before
The of authority said "no more" to
The little
Packed his bags, his in pain
a tear, caught a train
Not to be seen in the again