Luyện nghe bài hát Mersey Beat

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

And he met lovely 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 sing loud and shout
Dreamy haze pop
The boys came about that beat sound
Of little sketches of guitars

Well, heard of a sound from a faraway land
That was ruled by a and a king
But a pauper's son would one day
From Upton Green

And there everyday was a to play
the final bell had rung
And the big day come, he was just too young
And they 'em all back home

sing loud and shout
Dreamy pop stars
The boys came about that Mersey beat
From crude sketches of guitars

Well, the wild ones think much of Johnny
Yeah, a critic's got it
And you're a real king mixer but my train mister
If you that's all I've got

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

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

Everybody loud and shout
haze pop stars
The boys came about that Mersey beat
Of crude sketches of guitars