Luyện nghe bài hát Sweet Sir Galahad

Sweet Sir came in through the window
In the night when the moon was in the
He took her hand in his and shook the hair
From his neck and he told her she'd been working much too

It was that ever since the day
Her crazy man had passed away to the of poet's pride
She laughed and talked alot new people on the block
But always at evening she cried

And here's to the dawn of days

She her head a little down on the bed
it rested softly on his knee
And she dropped her smile and there she sighed awhile
And told him all the sadness of those years that three

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

And here's to the of their days

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

Sweet Sir went down
his gay bride of flowers
The of the hours
Of her

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