Luyện nghe bài hát Good Old World

(waltz)
When I was a boy, the moon was a the sun a yellow gold.
But when I was a man, the wind blew the hills were upside down.
But now that I have gone from here there's no place I'd be
Than to float my chances on the back in the good old world.
On october's last, I'll fly back home rolling down way
And all got's a pocket full of flowers from my grave
But now summer is I remember it best
Back in the good old world I remember when, she held my
And we walked home in the rain how pretty her mouth, how soft her hair
Nothing can be the same and there's a rose her breast
Where I long to lay my head and her hair was so
And the was so red back in the good old world.