Luyện nghe bài hát The Days Of Pearly Spencer

A tenement, a dirty
Walked and by shoeless feet
Inside it's and so complete
Watched by a sun
Old in a small child's face
Watching as the shadows
walls and cracks and leave no trace
And brightness shuns

The days of Spencer
The race is run

Nose pressed hard on glass
Gazing as the mass
On concrete fields where grows no
Stumbles on
Iron trees the air
But withering they stand and
Through eyes that know nor care
Where the is gone

The of Pearly Spencer
The is almost run

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

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

A tenement, a street
worn and shoeless feet
Remember how you to beat
The way your life had
So Pearly you shed more tears
For best forgotten years
Those tenements are
Of where you've from

The of Pearly Spencer
The is almost won