Luyện nghe bài hát Pretty Golden Hair

Born in England's pleasant green, like a picture postcard
To childhood spread with maternal care
From the day that he was born, relations came to fawn
And compliment his pretty hair

In boyhood sent to a boarding school to stay
It's proud traditions forced to bear
And his friends in new world said, he looks more like a girl
With those blue eyes and pretty golden

Fades secluded
manhood's search for truth
His mother's now wet had turned to stare
For he I must be bound

day for London town
For I believe my waiting there
So, an eager cutting knife
He in a new life

Ohh, known beforehand anywhere
And the thought that he trip
In his and slip
struck beneath his pretty golden hair

Ahh, the soon grew thin and boredom fast set in
His job was away without a care
For a man who softly said, you'll earn as much instead
With those blue eyes and pretty hair

Well, London possessed of many a tempters nest
And thus he fell with scarce care
As so easily he slipped into grip
Foundationed by his pretty golden

Ahh, but the years quickly flew and his mind slowly
From freedom into deep despair
As the money ceased to roll. a tired and soul
curses on his pretty golden hair

Ahh, the years stole their time, now, the living's to find
And early have vanished in the air
And the gay parties's ease to public lavatories
Have turned to grey his pretty hair

Ohh, his life was only used and his body abused
By those who never and never care
But though his file suicide, no, that wasn't why he died
It was murder by his pretty golden