Luyện nghe bài hát Way Back Home

I was just a little boy without
I remember looking up and seeing you
I never wandered too far your sight
'Cause all the love I needed was in your eyes

We grew up in a war zone city with a cast iron
lives, darken streets, and twisted steel
But around our house the sky so blue
And on a wing and prayer we just through

And we always kept the laughter and the upon our face
In good-old-fashion british way with pride and faultless grace
I never forget those childhood days for as long as I shall live
And I'll always find my way back, always find my way back

Tell me why in wars that made our family
As our defiant island weathered the storm
There seemed enough on my plate
You be grateful, say grace, don't complain

How can I ever thank you for the that I've learnt
And the precious warmth and comfort I've felt at every turn
And the roses sacrifice their lives for freedom and for
I will always find my way back, always my way back home

I'll give you stories, operation burning
And our with its back against the wall
a wide-eyed school boy I hang on with the record
Stories I was too to recall

And we always the laughter and the smile upon our face
In that good-old-fashion british way with and faultless grace
I shall never those childhood days for as long as I should live
And I'll find my way back, always find my way

And we always kept the laughter and the smile upon our
In that good-old-fashion british way with pride and faultless
I shall forget those childhood days for as long as I should live
And I'll always find my way back, always my way back home

We fight on the beaches
We fight on the landing grounds
We fight in the fields, and in the streets
We shall fight in the hills, we shall never