Luyện nghe bài hát Rosie

Rosie, I wish that you here
I miss you so
Rosie, my
Rosie, I miss the hell that we
And the trails that we
I miss the half of me
My
Rosie, we played our to death
Now the out of tune
And the singer's out of
Rosie, do you me still
Rosie, my daffodil
I was a lanky
Who thought he it all
Swept off his feet by a Bobby Dazzler
The RAF and the
old mother hens
Strutting through our going.....
Quack, quack,
Private
Quack, quack,
no good for you
Those the years
When was beer
And you where you stood
The stock of the neighborhood
Down at the local
Me and the lads having a knees up
I turns round to
What's that noise rattling the tea
Better get your down
like another V.1.
Everyone was screaming and
And making the appalling noise
So not
I popped out to see what had happened
said that the bomb
Had missed the by inches
But had totally destroyed the next
The street
We live in the next
Rosie,
Rosie, I wish you here
I miss you so
Rosie, my
Rosie, do you me still
Rosie, my daffodil