Luyện nghe bài hát The Loom Of The Land

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

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

Along the of the land
The mission bells
From the at Saint Mary's
to Reprobate Fields

And I saw the world
Was all and bright
And Sally softly
In the majestic

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

Well the elms and the
all turning their backs
Past the rumbling
We followed the

We found an path
And it down
The in the sky
Like a dislodged

And my they burned
In the of her coat
milky white air
From in her throat

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

I told in whispers
I'll never bring you
Her breast, it was
And warm in my

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

And we walked and
the endless sands
Just me and my
Along the of the land

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

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