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 other of me
My
Rosie, we our song to death
Now the out of tune
And the out of breath
Rosie, do you me still
Rosie, my little
I was a lanky
Who he knew it all
Swept off his feet by a Bobby Dazzler
The RAF and the
Like old mother
Strutting our lives going.....
Quack, quack,
who?
Quack, quack,
no good for you
Those the years
When was beer
And you knew you stood
The laughing of the neighborhood
Down at the Palais
Me and the lads were a knees up
I turns round to
What's noise rattling the tea cups
get your head down
Sounds like V.1.
was screaming and shouting
And the most appalling noise
So not
I popped out to see exactly had happened
Somebody that the bomb
Had missed the by inches
But had totally the next street
The next
We in the next street
Rosie,
Rosie, I you were here
I you so much
Rosie, my
Rosie, do you me still
Rosie, my daffodil