Luyện nghe bài hát My Sunny Island

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

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

And there ain't no
It's the on 42nd street
And the natives down
They ain't so
In fact they would you
For the on your feet
Just make you to retreat
To your island

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

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