Luyện nghe bài hát The Boy Come Home

While I go it in my head
I walk through those doors and stand there
There one soul that's in there dead
My stays out, I keep my head

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

Face first pilot through window
Them paupers catch hell
It's strange to think we could been so
Brought up by
Run through the streets like rivers
To seas of sand
And while every grain tears you apart
Done up the you can

Unemployment lines to the desert
And hotels
Where traded up to new
justice in your shells
Take one for the team and that pretty
to cover up the smell
When you get back boy just crazy
If you dare kiss and

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

So I take this screaming in my
I walk through doors and stand there staring
And my hand into my coat
And just freezes

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