Luyện nghe bài hát Rusholme Ruffians

The last night of the
By the big wheel
A boy is
And his money is
And the air hangs heavy like a wine

She is
She is
An ring
mean a thing
To a consumed by brass
(Money)

And though I walk home
I might walk home
But my faith in is still devout

The last of the fair
a seat on a whirling waltzer
Her ascends for a watching eye
It's a trait
(On her side)

a seat on a whirling waltzer
Her skirt ascends for a eye
It's a hideous
(On her side)

And though I home alone
I walk home alone
But my faith in love is still

Then falls in love
And beaten up
beaten up
And the senses being dulled are

And falls in love
And beaten up
And the senses being are mine

And I walk home alone
I might home alone
But my faith in is still devout

This is the night of the fair
And the in the hair
Of a speedway
Is all a tremulous requires

A is denied
She said, "How quickly I die
If I from the top of the parachutes?"
La

is the last night of the fair
And the grease in the
Of a speedway
Is all a tremulous requires

A is denied
She said, "How would I die
If I from the top of the parachutes?"
La

So scratch my on your arm with a fountain pen
(This means you love me)
my name on your arm with a fountain pen
(This means you really me)
Oh

And though I home alone
I just might walk alone
But my faith in is still devout
I walk home alone
But my faith in love is still

I might home alone
But my faith in is still devout
La