Luyện nghe bài hát Kinderhook Hoopskirt Works

On one side was Albany
On the other a rushing creek
Laid in bond
stories high, a fortress of brick
This was a place of
The Kinderhook Works
But it still
When I think of the privileged
Of the girl like me
sequestered
Only on a rope bridge
That hangs over the stream

We are kept like slaves
While strangers decorate our graves
A dark of this river, this creek
This stream, oh what it mean?

You'll hear no flattery at the
At the Kinderhook Hoopskirt

There comes an undertone of frantic in her
Idle talk do the to the wicked
Take a listen, surely see
Between the a foul ensued
Our heroine turns in
To her
To examine her
Her of two hundred and twenty-five smiles

You'll hear no at the factory
At the Kinderhook Works

You'll no flattery at the factory
At the Kinderhook Works

decision we make is based on love or fear
Shall I be kind or cruel or
Shall I now a tear?

You can see them up in the windows of the
Any night of the
Like beautifully-gowned wax figures on
the loveliest eyes you've ever seen
Squinting to baste the
Basting as big as wagon wheels
Stabbing feelings a needle
Do you like how feels?

You'll hear no flattery at the
At the Kinderhook Hoopskirt

You'll no flattery at the factory
At the Kinderhook Hoopskirt

At the Hoopskirt Works