Luyện nghe bài hát Sweet Sir Galahad

Sweet Sir Galahad came in the window
In the night when the was in the yard
He her hand in his and shook the long hair
From his neck and he told her she'd working much too hard

It was true that since the day
Her man had passed away to the land of poet's pride
She laughed and talked alot with new on the block
But always at time she cried

And here's to the dawn of days

She moved her a little down on the bed
Until it rested softly on his
And there she her smile and there she sighed awhile
And told him all the sadness of those years numbered three

Well, you know I think my belated
Because of all the I waited for the day when I'd no longer cry
I get myself to work by eight but oh, was I born too
Do you think I'll at every single thing I try?

And here's to the dawn of days

He just put his arm around her and the way I found her
eight later to the day
The lines of a smile erased the tear tracks her face
A smile that could linger, even

Sweet Sir went down
With his gay of flowers
The prince of the
Of her

And here's to the dawn of their days, of their