🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Streets Of London - Ralph McTell

 Streets Of 
 
 Have  seen the old man
 In the closed-down 
 Kicking  the paper,
 with his worn out 
  his eyes you see no pride
  held loosely at his side
 Yesterday's paper telling  news
 
 So how can you tell me  lonely,
 And say for you that the sun  shine?
 Let me take you by the hand and lead you through the streets  London
 I'll show you something to  you change your mind
 
 Have you  the old girl
 Who walks the streets of 
 Dirt in her hair and her clothes in 
 She's no  for talking,
 She just keeps right  walking
  her home in two carrier bags.
 
  how can you tell me you're lonely,
 And say for you that  sun don't shine?
 Let me take you by the hand and lead you through the streets  London
  show you something to make you change your mind
 
  the all night cafe
 At a  past eleven,
  old man is sitting there on his own
 Looking  the world
 Over  rim of his tea-cup,
 Each tea last an 
 Then he wanders  alone
 
 So how can you tell  you're lonely,
 And say for you that the  don't shine?
 Let me take you by the hand and lead  through the streets of London
 I'll show you something to make you change  mind
 
 And  you seen the old man
  the seaman's mission
 Memory  with
  medal ribbons that he wears.
 In  winter city,
 The  cries a little pity
 For one more  hero
 And a world that  care