Luyện nghe bài hát Elsie Brown

Elsie Brown has a
She carries in a cart town
Filled with books, newsdays
The pages all thrown out

Her hands are
Clothes are
As she whispers her to the air

But don't you she doesn't matter
Because you've seen the poetry there

And Elsie talks to street lights
them shining in the bright of day
And she for the children
Sees them shining as they walk

Her hands are
are tattered
As she whispers her to the air

But don't you think she matter
Because you've never seen the there
In Brown

And Elsie Brown has a
She hasn't seen in years
I found this out in a
On the ground the day she

Her hands gnarled
Clothes were
As she whispered her to the air

But don't you she didn't matter
you've never seen the poetry there
In Brown