Luyện nghe bài hát The Boy Come Home

While I go over it in my
I walk through those doors and there staring
There ain't one soul that's in there
My hand stays out, I my head

And walking out I see you
In that of your old man's
Scratching your arms like your skin is
But done up the you can

Face pilot through your window
Them paupers they catch
strange to think we could have been so
Brought up by
Run through the streets like raging
To of barren sand
And while every tears you apart stay
Done up the you can

Unemployment stretched to the desert
And hotels
Where up to new distinctions
Puts justice in shells
Take one for the team and that lady
Used to up the smell
you get back boy you're just crazy
If you dare kiss and

This aching ain't something I done
This aching heart's been handed
But I'm with it now
I'm done it now
I'm done it now

So I take this in my head
I walk through those doors and stand staring
And my hand slips my coat
And everything just

Running out I see you
In that Ford of old man's
The boy come home,
The boy home, yeah