Luyện nghe bài hát Little Bombardier

War made him a
Little mear
Peace him a loser
The little

Lines of worry with age
Unskilled hands that no trade
Spent his time in the picture
The little

Frankie drank his
The that he made
Told his to no man
Friendless, days

one day, in the abc
Four bright eyes longingly
At the in the hand of
The little

Sunshine our frankie's days
Gone his worries, his maze
His life was fun and his heart was of joy

Two young children had his aims
He gave them toffees and played their
He them presents with every coin he made

Then two called on him
Asked him for his
Why was he friends with the
Were they a game?

Leave them alone or get sore
We've had like you in the station before
The hand of authority "no more"
To the little

Packed his bags, his heart in
Wiped a tear and a train
Not to be in the town again
The little