Luyện nghe bài hát I Asked The Bossman

We were in Louisiana
that Bossman to let my baby be
Down in
Asked to the Bossman, let my be
You that I was doing alright
But you Bossman, takin' my little old from me
I said it ain't but a low down, low down
let the low down, dirty shame
It's a low down, a low down
God knows it's a low down, shame
Whoa, too bad little
She got it bad another man
Wonder I ever, Lord have mercy
See my Margie's face again
Lord, I wonder, will I ever, will I
See my little Margie's face
I just want her to
Poor Lighnin', once been her friend
There been days I've been thinkin' about my Margie
if the little poor girl doin' just fine
There been days I've been thinkin' about my Margie
Wonderin' if the poor child's doin' fine
You the Bossman's taken her away from me
But on the papers she still is
And I help but to call her, I said
release my little Margie, Bossman
And let her back home to me
Please my little Margie, Bossman
And let her come home to me
You know she, all her powers
She do no better
That's why poor Lightnin' had to let be
And the song where I used to sing
About I get, somebody takes it away from me
But I've got to say one more
Release my Margie
Bossman, let her come back to me
my little Margie
Bossman, let her come back to me
Your know, longer that my Margie's gone
Old sufferin' in misery