Luyện nghe bài hát Pretty Golden Hair

Born in England's pleasant green, like a postcard scene
To childhood with fond maternal care
From the day he was born, proud relations came to fawn
And his pretty golden hair

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

Fades secluded
Into manhood's for truth
His mother's eyes now wet had to stare
For he said I must be

day for London town
For I believe my fortune's there
So, like an cutting knife
He plunged in a new

Ohh, never known beforehand
And the thought that he might
In his and slip
Never struck his pretty golden hair

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

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

Ahh, but the years flew and his mind slowly grew
From early into deep despair
As the money ceased to roll. a tired and lonely
Poured curses on his golden hair

Ahh, the years stole their time, now, the hard to find
And early friends have in the air
And the gay ease changed to public lavatories
Have turned to grey his pretty hair

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