Luyện nghe bài hát My Sunny Island

A brown-skin girl wipes the suit her window
Just to the sun rise over big city skies
Her falther awakes "cuffs" lights his cigarette
You know he's got to go that factory whistle blows
So he walks out into the
And all of his friends that he
Wonder why did they leave their sunny island

The wind blows cold with it the snows
You live in hand to mouth next winter you move
If your number falls or if you those extra hours
But you live in a dream
That carries you back on wings
And all your just sit around the bar
And about your sunny island

And there ain't no
It's the on 42nd street
And the down there
ain't so friendly
In fact would stick you
For the shoes on feet
make you want to retreat
To your island

The traffic eats the streets running from the heat
That keeps coming down you into the ground
You're learning far too late your learn to hate
The way you live but you got nomore to
And in dockland still arrive
With promised land in their
And you wish you could live out your life
On sunny island

And there ain't no
It's the sidewalks on 42nd
And the down there
ain't so friendly
In fact would stick you
For the on your feet
Just make you to retreat
To sunny island