Luyện nghe bài hát Pretty Golden Hair

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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