Luyện nghe bài hát Send My Fond Regards to Lonelyville

Send my regards to Lonelyville
I'm in my well-appointed valley on the hill
Oh, grow hale on seawater
A son on the milk
And leave to loneliness
Sweet will

I was there to find the girl that mystic morning's eve
There in the with all things up its leaves
Waking to the marvel to be northern to be
You can hear the sound of southern bells follow she please

Some with the forked they'd love again to unlearn
Some for a a brushed yet stainless urn
You see say for a spell well it's the last they're seen or heard
But for all the night falls for each alone, each will yearn

Now say hello to the King
He was two hands younger and both empty of his
In her place, the Spade waltzed right in to a silent hymn
See him bow and at twenty one and Jack the Blacksmith's crying

This is how they come to leave loneliness
The weeks pass in a tennis match
Before she for him
For so long with no point for the Distant Mister and the Misses
T'will be love, love above when at length the arrow hisses

The waterfall clings to its dear life
Our 2D holiday burns through the night
The Holy Lonely lead their piebalds down to the
Singing, oh, no my heart will not be by the fire

They cast the Independent Man his and his spear
First in gold then out the capitol and through the prism of his
The moon sets to the great of the sea like a folding mirror
As pointed for the promise land the Sisters

I set my tonight for Lonelyville
To fall with the snow at that lone window
The ghost of the Wolf Moonlight to fall on Slater
And leave something to Sweet William will