Luyện nghe bài hát Me and the mad girl

Words and music Williamsson 1978

I in school
That I was mad if were sane, you see
They had to beat me black and
They said it hurt more than me
But I who were my enemies
and I learned who my friends
I learned to read between the
I was 10
I'd do anything to get out of
from the teacher's stick
To shoot with my slingshot
Smoke and get sick
Steal in September
shadows in green June
Or just sit and smell the burning
Of an autumns's
Of an afternoon

Once I met a mad
As she came through the furze
Her clothes all with fluff and stuff
barley and bristly burrs
and I was high among the branches
and she, she hadn't me there
As she went shuffling with her
and at the air
weeds, wilting
Were all in her curls
and I could tell by her mad eyes
She was a mad
She was thin as any
Her song it had no
scuffling through the piney glades
Of a afternoon
Of a summer's

I came dropping the branches down
She round in surprise and fear
I know what I had to say
But something I she had to hear
She picked up a of flint
Drew back her arm and flung it
Not a bad throw that cut my
below the eye
Mad girl, mad
Before you ran
I you were as mad as me
and as sane as a day
Mad girl, mad
We were wrong again
You took me for an
and I you for a friend
I took you for a