Luyện nghe bài hát There Goes Mavis

The at Newcomb Hollow
The last days of
The other of low tide
The sun is high, the sun is

kneeling in the wet sand
Stopping up a wall
Quick, before the next
Rushes in, in

The mote the castle
Is filling up with
But hope springs
All ready here it comes

us in the crowd
Some of commotion
A little is shouting
Fly away! Fly away!

But we pay no
The is in danger
The ramparts are
We dig on, we dig on

out of the blue
Theres an canary
On our driftwood
Shovels down Boys! away

The little girl comes
She cant be than seven
Her mother is her
a cage, with a cage

And her is explaining
Baby, its too far
And shell never here
On her own, on her own

But the little girls not
Shes talking to the
Mavis you can me
Nows your big
Fly away!

If has been listening
She letting on
Were all waiting
No one moves, no one

And comes the wave
the castle
No one is
it falls, when it falls

Were the progress
Of a little bolt of
On the long
goes Mavis
There Mavis