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

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