Luyện nghe bài hát I Asked The Bossman

We were down in
Asked that to let my baby be
Down in
Asked to the Bossman, let my be
You that I was doing alright
But you Bossman, my little old girl from me
I said it nothin' but a low down, low down
People let the low down, 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 with man
Wonder will I ever, have mercy
See my Margie's face again
Lord, I wonder, will I ever, will I
See my little face again
I just her to remember
Poor Lighnin', once have her friend
There been days I've been about my little Margie
Wonderin' if the little poor girl doin' fine
There been days I've been thinkin' about my little
Wonderin' if the poor child's doin' just
You know the Bossman's taken her away me
But on the she still is mine
And I couldn't help but to call her, I
Please release my little Margie,
And let her come home to me
Please my little Margie, Bossman
And let her back home to me
You know she, with all her
She couldn't do no
why poor Lightnin' had to let Margie be
And like the song where I used to
About everything I get, somebody takes it from me
But I've got to say one word
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 little gone
Old sufferin' in misery