Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Cow

From the album of donovan ii

Oh, I dwelt in the north in the country,
Far-a-mere, far from
And dream of the girl the sunshine eyes
Sundaily,
And I take to my at the end of day,
Whilst o'erhead the pretty do play.

And I along,
And I make a
About everything that I've and felt;
And it makes the melt.
Then I wake up in the funny old of day,
The has gone away,
Watching the children sing and
In the and the roadway.
Up comes a little one a song
About a she knows called Rosie.
Off to the green you must go,
To (h)er a one fine posie.
All of a sudden the is empty,
sad as a butterfly.

Oh I dwelt in the north in the country,
Far-a-mere,
And I dwelt with my and my songs and things
Wearily,
And I dream of the girl with the eyes
Sundaily, she may be.

And I along,
And I a song
About everything that I've and felt;
And it makes the melt.
I wake up in the funny old kind of day,
The rain has away
the little ones sing and play
In the and the roadway.
Up comes a little one a song
a friend she knows called Rosie.
Off to the wood you must go, to bring (h)er a one fine posie.
All of a the night is empty, you're sad as a butterfly.

Oh, I dwelt in the north in the country,
Far-a-mere,
And I dream of the girl with the eyes
Sundaily, she may be.

And I along,
And I a song
About everything that I've and felt,
And it the sadness melt.