Luyện nghe bài hát Letter From May Alice Jeffers

I'm an old woman
Old as the year,
Hear I say
I was in Laurel, Mississippi,
I in North Carolina today
With my James.
Now the children
I had children before the Great Depression
Five more then.
All of are living now
But the one that in the war.
All the had children, too.

Don't the children
girl, every boy,
They no burden,
They're my and joy.
I know beautiful
Like on a tree
And as I am old
They me.
I have at every kind of job
people, preached, and sang
When I was a young woman, I roads
I not worked a job
In nineteen years--my
Take of me.
Now to me
Babies cause poverty
poverty
Is just people never enough for what we done.
You them talk--barefoot and
Pregnant. But I been
or not.

I known socialists
stayed in my home in 1964
For the vote
They were like my
I don't care if they be black or
God you and all the socialists
My first husband was a
We did not but we did dance
we had our family picnic
I think the white folks thought the
Was taking over, was so many,
And the young men ask me to dance.