Luyện nghe bài hát Back O' The Moon

Jenny, Jenny you know the nights I hide
a second story room to whistle you down
The man who's let to up, time is a miser
got a silver coin only lets it shine for hours
While you it away

There's one and odd style of living
Part only to the everybody Jenny
A comical where's the end
Of the people here would think unusual

Tonight the mock brine of a Luna Sea
Far off we sail on to o' the moon

Jenny, you don't know the days I've tried
backyard tales so to maybe amuse
Oh, your is never giddy if you smile, I'm delighted
But you'd rather pout such a child
You dare your arms, tisk and say that I lie

There's one rare and odd of thinking
Part only to the everybody, Jenny
The small step and leap takers
Got the head start in the race it

Tonight upon the mock brine of a Sea
Far off we on to the back o' the moon

That was a sigh but not meant to you
When age was mine, some things were sworn true
Morning would and calendar pages had
New printed seasons on their opposite

Jenny, Jenny you know the nights I hide
Below a second story room to whistle you
Oh, the man who's let to divvy up, is a miser
He's got a silver coin, lets it shine for
While you sleep it

There's one and odd style of living
Part only known to the Jenny
Out of tin ships the bubble head boys
To their flags into powdered soils and cry
No placers

No smart looking in bonnets
Dance with pigs in button trousers
No milk pail for the farmer's
No towns of sweet walled houses

Here, I've found o' the moon
Not here, I've found back o' the