Luyện nghe bài hát Kinderhook Hoopskirt Works

On one was Albany Avenue
On the side a rushing creek
Laid in Flemish
Three stories high, a of brick
This was a of employ
The Kinderhook Hoopskirt
But it hurts
I think of the privileged captivity
Of the mill like me
sequestered
Only seen on a bridge
That hangs high over the

We are like galley slaves
While strangers decorate our father's
A dark of this river, this creek
This stream, oh what it mean?

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

There comes an undertone of in her stitchery
Idle do the turn to the wicked
Take a listen, you'll see
Between the girls a ensued
Our heroine turns in
To her
To examine her
Her collection of two hundred and twenty-five

hear no flattery at the factory
At the Hoopskirt Works

hear no flattery at the factory
At the Kinderhook Hoopskirt

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

You can see up in the windows of the factory
Any of the week
Like wax figures on display
with the loveliest you've ever seen
Squinting to baste the
Basting underskirts as big as wheels
Stabbing feelings a needle
Do you how that feels?

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

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

At the Kinderhook Hoopskirt