Luyện nghe bài hát Kinderhook Hoopskirt Works

On one was Albany Avenue
On the side a rushing creek
in Flemish bond
Three high, a fortress of brick
This was a place of
The Kinderhook Works
But it still
I think of the privileged captivity
Of the girl like me
sequestered
Only seen on a bridge
That hangs high over the

We are kept like slaves
While decorate our father's graves
A dark secret of this river, this
stream, oh what does it mean?

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

There comes an of frantic in her stitchery
Idle do the turn to the wicked
Take a listen, surely see
Between the girls a foul
Our turns in word
To her
To examine her
Her collection of two and twenty-five smiles

hear no flattery at the factory
At the Hoopskirt Works

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

Each decision we make is based on love or
Shall I be or cruel or fake?
I now shed a tear?

You can see them up in the of the factory
Any of the week
Like wax figures on display
with the loveliest eyes ever seen
to baste the flouts
Basting as big as wagon wheels
Stabbing feelings a needle
Do you like how that

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

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

At the Kinderhook Hoopskirt