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, your forehead's damp, muscles cramp
And the sea use a cripple
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John Lee, you're around your plate again
Oh, Lee
John Lee, you're around your plate again
Oh, Lee
John been made a freeman, his heart's a seaman
But his flesh make a sailor
Working in a big hotel, for the bell
That's ringing for his
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John Lee, your are good, you better touch wood
We things must get better
Lee, you've a friend so true, she wants to help you
Miss Keyes has a letter
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"Dear John, come and work the Glen, just me when
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 a very good day, the missus wants to halve my pay
Close the and douse the light, it's quiet at night when she's tucked in tight
Sometimes I feel, when they're all in bed, it's almost like the whole world's
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 on Saturday morning
an
d the peaceful roused to a state of intense
alarm and terror by one of the most frightful
human devilment could plan or human fiend could perpe-
trate. The name of the victim was Emma Anne Whitehead
Keyes, an
ly lady of some sixty-eight years. The
of her home, the scene of her tragedy, was Glen'. She
was found in the morning, lying on her dining room
floor. Her throat had been horribly cut and there were
on her head. It
was evident that her had also
to burn the corpse."