Luyện nghe bài hát Sweet Thing

And I stroll the merry way
And the hedges first
And I drink the clear clean water
For to my thirst

And I shall the ferry boats
And they'll get high on a ocean
Against sky
And I will never grow so old

And I will and talk
In gardens all wet with
Oh sweet thing, sweet
My, my, my, my, my sweet

And I shall my chariot
Down streets and cry
Hey, me, I'm dynamite
And I don't why

And you shall me strongly
In arms again
And I will not
That I even the pain

We shall walk and
In gardens all and wet with rain
And I will never, never,
Grow so old

Oh sweet thing, sweet
My, my, my, my, my sweet

And I raise my hand up
the night time sky
And count the
That's in your eye

to dig it all an' not to wonder
That's just fine and be satisfied
Not to in between the lines

And I will walk and
In gardens all wet with
And I will never, ever, ever,
Grow so old

Oh sweet thing, thing
Sugar, baby your champagne eyes
And your saint smile