Luyện nghe bài hát Back O' The Moon

Jenny, you don't know the nights I hide
a second story room to whistle you down
The man let to divvy up, time is a miser
got a silver coin only lets it shine for hours
While you sleep it

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

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

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

There's one and odd style of thinking
only known to the everybody, Jenny
The step and giant leap takers
Got the head start in the toward it

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

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

Jenny, Jenny you don't the nights I hide
Below a second story room to you down
Oh, the man who's let to up, time is a miser
He's got a silver coin, lets it shine for
you sleep it away

There's one rare and odd style of
Part only known to the everybody
Out of tin ships jump the bubble boys
To push flags into powdered soils and cry
No placers

No smart geese in bonnets
with pigs in high button trousers
No milk for the farmer's daughter
No merry of sweet walled houses

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