Luyện nghe bài hát The Days Of Pearly Spencer

A tenement, a dirty
Walked and worn by shoeless
it's long and so complete
Watched by a sun
Old eyes in a small child's
as the shadows race
Through walls and cracks and no trace
And brightness shuns

The days of Spencer
The is almost run

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

The days of Spencer
The race is run

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

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

A tenement, a street
worn and shoeless feet
Remember how you stood to
The way life had gone
So Pearly don't you more tears
For those best years
tenements are memories
Of where risen from

The of Pearly Spencer
The race is won