Luyện nghe bài hát The Days Of Pearly Spencer

A tenement, a dirty
and worn by shoeless feet
Inside it's long and so
Watched by a sun
Old eyes in a small face
Watching as the shadows
Through walls and cracks and leave no
And brightness shuns

The days of Pearly
The race is run

Nose pressed hard on glass
Gazing as the mass
On concrete fields grows no grass
blindly on
Iron smother the air
But withering stand and stare
Through that neither know nor care
the grass is gone

The of Pearly Spencer
The race is run

Pearly where's your white skin
What's stubble on your chin
It's in the rot gut gin
You and lost not won
You a house that can't be beat
Now look your head's in defeat
You walked too far the street
Where only can run

The days of Pearly
The race is run
The of Pearly Spencer
The is almost run
The is almost run

A tenement, a dirty
Remember worn and feet
Remember how you to beat
The way your life had
So don't you shed more tears
For those best years
Those tenements are
Of you've risen from

The days of Pearly
The is almost won