Luyện nghe bài hát My Sunny Island

A girl wipes the suit from her window
Just to the sun rise over big city skies
Her falther awakes "cuffs" his first cigarette
You he's got to go when that factory whistle blows
So he out into the streets
And all of his friends he meets
Wonder why did they ever leave sunny island

The wind blows cold with it the snows
You live in hand to mouth next winter you south
If your number or if you work those extra hours
But you only in a dream
That carries you back on it's
And all friends just sit around the bar
And sing about your island

And ain't no surf
It's the sidewalks on street
And the natives down
They ain't so
In fact they stick you
For the shoes on feet
make you want to retreat
To your island

The traffic eats the streets you're from the heat
That keeps coming down pushing you the ground
You're far too late your children learn to hate
The way you but you got nomore to give
And in dockland they still
With land in their eyes
And you just wish you could out your life
On sunny island

And there no surf
It's the sidewalks on street
And the natives down
ain't so friendly
In fact they would you
For the on your feet
Just you want to retreat
To sunny island