Luyện nghe bài hát Pretty Golden Hair

Born in pleasant green, like a picture postcard scene
To childhood spread with fond maternal
From the day he was born, proud relations came to fawn
And compliment his pretty hair

In boyhood sent away to a school to stay
crumbling proud traditions forced to bear
And his friends in this new world said, he looks like a girl
With those blue eyes and pretty golden

Fades youth
Into manhood's search for
His mother's eyes now wet had turned to
For he said I be bound

This day for town
For I believe my fortune's waiting
So, like an eager knife
He plunged in a new

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

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

Well, London town of many a tempters nest
And thus he fell with scarce care
As so easily he into prostitution's grip
by his pretty golden hair

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

Ahh, the years their time, now, the living's hard to find
And friends have vanished in the air
And the gay parties's changed to public lavatories
Have turned to grey his golden hair

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