Luyện nghe bài hát The Loom Of The Land

It was the dirty end of
Along the of the land
When I with sweet Sally
upon hand

And the wind it bit
For a boy of no
With no on his feet
And a in his jeans

Along the of the land
The bells peeled
From the at Saint Mary's
Down to Fields

And I saw that the
Was all and bright
And Sally breathed
In the majestic

O baby, don't cry
And try to
Your hand upon my shoulder
Now go to

the elms and the poplars
Were all their backs
the rumbling station
We the trains

We an untrodden path
And it down
The in the sky
a dislodged crown

And my hands they
In the of her coat
milky white air
From deep in her

O baby, please cry
And try to
Your little upon my shoulder
Now go to

I told Sally in
never bring you harm
Her breast, it was
And in my palm

I told her the moon
Was a magical
It shone in the winter
And in spring

And we and walked
Across the endless
Just me and my
the loom of the land

O baby, don't cry
And try to
little head upon my shoulder
Now try to

O baby, please cry
And don't you
Lay your head my shoulder
Now try to