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 cold the hills were upside down.
But now that I gone from here there's no place I'd rather be
Than to float my on the tide back in the good old world.
On october's last, I'll fly back home down winding way
And all I've got's a pocket full of flowers from my
But now summer is gone I remember it
Back in the old world I remember when, she held my hand
And we home alone 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 was so yellow
And the wine was so red back in the old world.