Luyện nghe bài hát Friday's Child - Nancy Sinatra

Friday's child.....Hard luck is her
child.....Her sister's misery
Friday's child.....Her daddy call hard times
child.....That's me

Friday's child.....Born a little
child.... Good looks passed her by..oh
Friday's child.....Makes look like nothing
child.....Am I..ya

Friday's child.....Never no mountain
Friday's child.....She ain't gonna tray..oh
child.....Whom they'll forget to bury
child.....Am I