Luyện nghe bài hát Velvet Green

Walking on green, Scot's pine growing
Isn't it rare to be taking the
Singin', walking on velvet

on velvet green, distant cows lowing
Never a care, your legs in the air
Loving, walking on green

Won't you have my Yes, take it in your hands
Go down on velvet with a country man
Who's a girl's fancy and an old maid's dream
Tell your mother that you walked all on velvet green

One half hour's ride up to the North
lies your reputation and all that you're worth
Where the scent of roses turns the milk to cream
Tell your mother you walked all night on velvet green

And the long blows in the evening cool
And August's rare may be April's fool
But think not of that my love, I'm tied the seam
And I'm growing up to meet you down on velvet

Now I may tell you that it's love and not just
And if we live the lie, lie in trust
On golden daffodils, to catch the stream
That washes out the wild oat seed on velvet

We'll as lovers under the stars
Of raging afar
And the dawn breaks on your battle scars
As you walk cold and alone upon velvet green

Walking on velvet green, pine growing
it rare to be taking the air?
Singin', on velvet green

Walking on velvet green, distant lowing
Never a care, with your in the air
Loving, on velvet green