Luyện nghe bài hát Jack

Jack out one stormy day
To see his feet would go
They took him from his sleeping
land both high and low
They took him the velvet streets
men walked on their toes
And down the
Where hell
And blind men lie in
Jack walked through the treacle
And crossed the dry plains
He passed he house tall, thin dogs
Pulled on their chains
He heard the of seed germ girls
Who warmed the frozen
And as walked
He the corn
up his tired heels
He saw the heathens' heather
He a boiling sea
He met a man wooden hands
Carved from an old fruit
The old man said he dreamt at
Of blossom roots and
And that when
went to sleep
He dreamt of damson
Jack walked out one day
To see where his feet go
They took him north, they him east
But never him home