Luyện nghe bài hát Part V (john Lee)

John Lee, your growing, the cold wind's blowing
But the sea's without a
John Lee, forehead's damp, your muscles cramp
And the sea can't use a
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Lee, you're turning around your plate again
Oh, Lee
John Lee, you're turning your plate again
Oh, Lee
John Lee's been made a freeman, his heart's a
But his flesh won't a sailor
Working in a big hotel, for the bell
That's ringing for his
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John Lee, your chances are good, you better wood
We think must get better
John Lee, you've a so true, she wants to help you
Miss Keyes has sent a
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"Dear John, come and work the Glen, just write me
And send someone to meet you"
John's gone to where he started from, he's not long, just beginning to belong
"It hasn't been a very good day, the missus to halve my pay
Close the door and douse the light, quiet at night when she's tucked in tight
Sometimes I feel, they're all in bed, it's almost like the whole world's dead
So I lay me down to sleep, I pray thee my soul to keep"
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"The quiet of Babbacombe, a residential suburb of
Torquay, was greatly disturbed early on morning
an
d the peaceful inhabitants roused to a state of
and terror by one of the most frightful tragedies
that human devilment could plan or human fiend perpe-
trate. The name of the victim was Miss Emma Whitehead
Keyes, an
ly of some sixty-eight years. The name
of her home, the scene of her tragedy, was Glen'. She
was found early in the morning, on her dining room
floor. Her had been horribly cut and there were three
on her head. It
was evident that her had also
attempted to the corpse."