Luyện nghe bài hát Big Black Smoke

She was sick and tired of life
A little country home, a little country
Made her blood run
Now her mother her heart away
for her child in the big black smoke
In the big smoke

Frailest, girl the world has seen
to her ma, according to her pa
And everybody
That she no sin and did no wrong
Till she walked the streets of the big smoke
Of the big smoke

Well, she slept in caffs and coffee and bowling alleys
And penny she had
Was spent on purple and cigarettes

She took all her colored clothes
And ran away from with the boy next door
For a boy Joe
And he took her for the rent
And tried to drag her down in the big smoke
In the big smoke, in the big black smoke, in the big black smoke