Luyện nghe bài hát Veronica

Is it all in pretty little head of yours?
What goes on in that place in the
Well I to know a girl and I could have sworn
That her name was

Well she to have a carefree mind of her own
And a delicate in her eye
days I'm afraid she's not even sure
If her name is

Do you suppose, that hands on eyes,
has gone to hide?
And all the time she at those who shout
Her and steal her clothes

Did the days drag by? Did the wane?
Did he roam down the town all the
Will you from your dream, with a wolf at the door,
Reaching out for

Well it was all of sixty-five ago
When the world was the street she lived
And a young man sailed on a in the sea
With a of Veronica

On the "Empress of India"
And as she closed her eyes the world
And picked upon the bones of week's news
She spoke his out loud again

Do you suppose, waiting hands on eyes,
Veronica has gone to
And all the time she at those who shout
Her name and steal her

Veronica in her favorite chair
And she sits very and still
And they call her a name they never get right
And if they don't then nobody will

But she used to have a carefree of her own
devilish look in her eye
Saying "You can call me you like,
But my is Veronica"

Do you suppose, that hands on eyes,
Veronica has gone to
And all the time she laughs at those who
Her name and her clothes


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