Luyện nghe bài hát The Tinker and the Crab

On the windy beach the sun is through with
fair
White horses riding on the seas onto the

Over the came a travelling man
Sack on back flowers in his hand
Old rusty cans, pebbles 'bedded in the sand
and

Scratching his beard through the he steered
his sandy
Disappearing in the dips and wandering

Nice as you comes the travelling man
Drinking a bottle of milk in his
Speaking to no one in but happily

Down where young gulls driftwood lying drying
for the
beak and sleek now the gulls are crying
flying
Out from the sea a little green Crab
Taking the Sun the morning very drab
Old cans, pebbles 'bedded in the sand stand
and

The Tinker and the
The and the Crab
The and the Crab