Luyện nghe bài hát Fatal Flower Garden

It rained, it poured, so hard
Rained so all day
Till all the in our school
They out to talk and play

And tossed the ball
Again so high, again so low
Till it into a flower garden
No ones to go

a tipsy gypsy lady
All in yellow and green
Says, here, come here
My little boy and get your ball again

No, I come in and I say ain't coming
Without my all
Im gonna get my father and tell him it
And then the tears fall

Well, first she an apple sweet
And a tangerine
Then she offered him a
That to do the trick
That him in

Well, she took him by his hand
And she led him the hall
She him to an upper room
Where no one hear him call
No, not a

the Bible at my feet
The at my head
If my dear father call for me
Won't you tell him that I am

Bury the at my head
And the at my feet
If my dear should call for me
Won't you tell her Im asleep