Luyện nghe bài hát Family Values

When we were kids, we were told to respect our elders and they did, only speak when spoken to.
When she was stripped, of the trust to us by the one she loves,
she know she could run to you.

It's a sad time we live in, little girls grow up of their dads,
it's a feeling should never have.
What of person can do this?
How is the word innocence, to her dear old loving dad?

Now her mom sits, wondering why her goes through these fits, of anger, torment, and of rage.
Oh dear God, pick up this small beauty and show her you and all the wonders you can do.

He showed her how to hate.
Him a grown man, she was only eight.
He stole what was most to her.
Nothing was sacred, and cannot be returned.