Luyện nghe bài hát Walt Whitman's Niece

Last night or the night that
And I wont say which
A friend of mine
And Ill not say which
up to a big old building
And I wont say building

And would have not up the stairs
Not to say stairs
If there had not been two
out the names of those two girls

I recall a door, a big long
And Ill not which room
I a deep blue rug
But I cant say rug
A girl down a book of poems
Not to say book of poems

And as she read, I laid my
And I cant tell which
in her lap
And I can't mention lap

My seaman buddy and his moved off
a couple of pages
And there I was, all long
Laying and listening and forgetting the

And as well as I recall
Or my buddy could recollect
The girl had told us that she was a
Of Walt Whitman, but not which

And it takes a and a girl
And a of this kind
A long, long time to find its way

Last or the night before that
And I wont say which
A seaman of mine
And Ill not say seaman
up to a big old building
And I say which building

And would not walked up the stairs
Not to say stairs
If there had not two girls
Leaving out the names of two girls

I recall a door, a big long
And Ill not which room
I remember a deep rug
But I cant say rug
A girl took down a book of
Not to say which of poems

And as she read, I my head
But I cant tell which
in her lap
And I can't which lap