Luyện nghe bài hát Local Boy In The Photograph

There's no mistake, I smell that
It's time of year again
I can the air

The clocks go back, track
Something blocks the line
And the train runs for the first time

A pebble beach, underneath
just been painted red
Where I hear the news for the first

And all the friends lay down the
Sit on the banks and for hours
Talk of the way they saw him
Local boy in the photograph

He'll always be
Yet the runs on and on
the place they found his clothing

Bah bah bah bah bah
Bah bah bah bah bah

There's no mistake, I that smell
It's that of year again
I can the air

The go back, railway track
Something the line again
And the train runs late for the first today

And all the friends lay down the
Sit on the banks and for hours
of the way they saw him last
Local boy in the photograph

going home