Luyện nghe bài hát M5#1

You'll never see me trying to Cain
You'll see me wear a suit of green
a slip-road up right ahead
leading to the
But I'm city and bred
Too many car-fumes in my
Just a punk peasant.

But you'd think a country man would
the devil makes for idle hands.
M5 6-7 pm

And the man who pretends he it all
is to a Mighty Fall.
into your house with cheer,
then proceeds to all you've got to offer.
This is not an
It's an roundabout
That leads to the
And never see good trains again.

In late 60s, my said to me,
you'll never see trams and again.
Now they the city.

Can these people not
The devil makes for idle hands
M5 6-7 pm
The devil makes work for hands.

M5 to the country straight
stuffed to the gills with crusty brown bread
Can they not
there's nothing worse a bored man?

M5, 6-7 PM