Luyện nghe bài hát Beeswing

I was nineteen when I to town
They it the Summer of Love
were burning babies, burning flags
The hawks against the
I a job in the steamie
on Cauldrum Street
And I fell in with a laundry girl
Who was next to me

Oh she was a rare thing, fine as a wing
So fine a of wind might blow her away
She was a lost child, oh she was wild
She said, "As long as no price on love, I'll stay
And you wouldn't me any other way"

hair zig-zag around her face
And a look of
Like a fox in the headlights
was animal in her eyes
She said, "Young man, oh you see
I'm not the factory
If you don't me out of here
I'll surely my mind"

Oh she was a rare thing, fine as a bee's
So that I might crush her where she lay
She was a child, she was running wild
She said, "As long as no price on love, I'll stay
And you wouldn't me any other way"

We around the market towns
And picked fruit down in
And we could tinker and pots
And knives we went
And I said that we might down
Get a few dug
Fire burning in the hearth and on the rug

She "Oh man, you foolish man
It sounds like hell
You might be Lord of half the
not own me as well"

Oh she was a thing, fine as a bee's wing
So fine a breath of wind blow her away
She was a lost child, oh she was running
She said, "As long as there's no price on love, stay
And you want me any other way"

We was camping the Gower one time
The work was good
She thought we wait for the frost
And I maybe we should
We was drinking in those days
And tempers a pitch
And like a I let her run
With the rambling

Oh the last I heard she's rough
Back on the beat
Horse in her hip pocket
And a at her feet
And they say she even married
A man named Brown
But even a gypsy
Was too much down

And they say her flower is now
Hard weather and booze
But maybe that's just the
You pay for the you refuse

Oh she was a rare thing, fine as a wing
And I miss her more than ever words say
If I could taste all of her wildness now
If I hold her in my arms today
Well I wouldn't her any other way