Luyện nghe bài hát Muswell Hillbilly

Well I said goodbye to Rosie Rooke this
I'm miss her bloodshot alcoholic eyes
She her Sunday hat so she'd impress me
I'm gonna carry her memory the day I die

move me up to Muswell Hill tomorrow
Photographs and souvenirs are all got
They're gonna try and make me my way of living
But never make me something that I'm not

I'm a Muswell Hillbilly boy
But my heart lies in Old West
seen New Orleans, Oklahoma, Tennessee
Still I dream of black hills that I ain't never seen

They're putting us in identical boxes
No character uniformity
They're trying to build a community
But never make a Zombie out of me

try and make me study elocution
Because they say my isn't right
They can clear the slums as part of solution
But they're never gonna kill my cockney

'Cos I'm a Muswell boy
But my lies in old west Virginia
Though my hills, they're not green seen them in my dreams
Take me back to those black hills that I ain't seen

Well I'm a Muswell boy
But my lies in old west Virginia
Though my hills, they're not green I've seen them in my
me back to those black hills that I ain't never seen