Luyện nghe bài hát Hainus

It was a cold Thanksgiving day in
When my only brother and his 6 year old son, Hainus, got into their Trans-am and out of view.

Hainus really loved his pa, you see it in his eyes.
All thanksgiving day you could my brother's prize.

See, he was raising little Hainus all for the past three years,
And everytime Hainus "What happened to mommy?" the family fought back the tears.

My brother tried to give Hainus the a boy deserves,
but since the plant closed down, it's been difficult getting work.

All Hainus for Christmas was a little Shepard pup,
A little dog to some laughs and give it lots of love.

My brother didn't have the money to take care of and a dog,
but that didn't stop little Hainus writting down these words.

"Dear Santa, All I want for is a puppy,
a little friend that will do but love me.
I promise to scratch behind it's ears, and I'll back the tears
if he runs away mommy."

Hainus handed my that letter when he got into his daddy's trans-am that day.

He said "Uncle Bubba, give this to Santa, please? Pa has a lot on his mind."
I winked at little Hainus and said "Don't worry boy. I'll get this note to in no time."

That was the last I saw of my baby and Hainus together,
when they drove home that night, they were some real stormy weather.

The car ran off the to miss a run-away rig,
And that trans-am slamed into a tree that was damn big.

I rushed to the hospital on that awful night.
I wanted to see my brother, I Hainus was all right.

When I got to the the nurse wouldn't tell me a thing.

So I did any real brother would do, I started to beg.
Then the doctor came and said "Your brother's dead, and has lost has leg."

I brought Hainus home, now he lives with me.
A six year old one leg is a very sad sight to see.

I wanted to him a special Christmas and help him forget about the loss of his pa,
so I my VCR to the pawn shop and got enough money to buy Hainus a dog.

He was a one year old pit-bull and a bought it a friend,
I gave him $200 and I was Hainus's smile would never end.

I barrowed an old suit and had a couple of beers,
then I headed home for some much Christmas-eve cheer.

I got home that night, Hainus was sitting by the Christmas tree,
He up his little eyes, almost like he couldn't see.

As a walked with the little pit-bull pup, Hainus said "What the hell kind of a dog is that?"
And "Uncle Bubba, you're and you're really getting fat!"

I pulled my tattered beard down and I coud not my ears,
"I got you a goddamn puppy, boy, and I had a couple of beers"

"I wanted a german shepard, Bubba. You're nothing like my dad!"
He shouted in my face and then he me in the nads.

I lost my balance and reached for the but all I got was a branch,
And the star that was on top went through the puppy like a lance.

It was electocuting the right in front of our very eyes,
Hainus said "I hate you, Uncle Bubba" ad he started to cry.

Well, then I really lost my temper, I know what I said,
But it was something like "No wonder your momma left you and I bet your dad's glad dead!"

Then jumped to his feet, but he forgot he only had one leg,
And he fell on top of that puppy and now Hainus is dead.

So every Christmas, I go to his grave and pull out wrinkled note,
I remember winter of '82 and I read the words he wrote.

"Dear Santa, All I for christmas is a puppy,
a little friend that will do but love me.
I promise to behind it's ears, and I'll fight back the tears
if he runs like mommy."