Luyện nghe bài hát Mersey Beat

Harry was a bus
He was a very man
He'd run down the road, right a dog
Before he'd his path

And then he met Loraine
They had a rough and lad
And it didn't come easy but the boy learned to
On a twelve pound pawn axe

And everybody sing and shout
Dreamy pop stars
The boys came that Mersey beat sound
Of little sketches of guitars

Well, they of a sound from a faraway land
That was ruled by a cricket and a
But a son would one day come
twenty-five Upton Green

And there everyday was a place to
the final bell had rung
And when the big day come, he was just too
And sent 'em all back home

Everybody loud and shout
Dreamy pop stars
The boys came about that beat sound
crude little sketches of guitars

Well, the wild don't think much of Johnny
Yeah, a got it rough
And you're a real mixer but it's my train mister
If you think that's all got

Well, be beaten on down by Mersey sound
And then have to choose
Between standing on own or singing right along
With the ones no than you

So everybody sing loud and
Dreamy haze pop
The boys came about Mersey beat sound
Of crude little of guitars

sing loud and shout
Dreamy pop stars
The boys came about that Mersey sound
Of crude little of guitars