Luyện nghe bài hát Rosie

Rosie, I wish you were here
I you so much
Rosie, my
Rosie, I miss the that we raised
And the trails that we
I the other half of me
My
Rosie, we played our to death
Now the piano's out of
And the out of breath
Rosie, do you love me
Rosie, my little
I was a private
Who thought he it all
Swept off his feet by a right Dazzler
The RAF and the
old mother hens
Strutting our lives going.....
Quack, quack,
who?
Quack, quack,
no good for you
Those the years
When was beer
And you knew where you
The laughing stock of the
Down at the local
Me and the lads were having a up
I turns round to
What's that rattling the tea cups
Better get your head
Sounds another V.1.
Everyone was and shouting
And the most appalling noise
So not
I popped out to see what had happened
Somebody that the bomb
Had missed the by inches
But had destroyed the next street
The street
We live in the next
Rosie,
Rosie, I wish you were
I you so much
Rosie, my
Rosie, do you me still
Rosie, my broken