Luyện nghe bài hát The Loom Of The Land

It was the dirty end of
the loom of the land
When I walked with Sally
Hand upon

And the it bit bitter
For a boy of no
With no on his feet
And a knife in his

the loom of the land
The mission bells
From the at Saint Mary's
Down to Reprobate

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

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

Well the elms and the
Were all turning backs
Past the station
We followed the

We an untrodden path
And followed it
The in the sky
Like a crown

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

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

I Sally in whispers
I'll bring you harm
Her breast, it was
And in my palm

I told her that the
Was a magical
It shone gold in the
And silver in

And we and walked
Across the endless
me and my Sally
Along the of the land

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

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