Luyện nghe bài hát Letter From May Alice Jeffers

I'm an old woman
Old as the year,
what I say
I was in Laurel, Mississippi,
I in North Carolina today
With my James.
Now about the
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
leaves on a tree
And as I am old
shelter me.
I worked at every kind of job
people, preached, and sang
When I was a young woman, I built
I not worked a job
In nineteen years--my
care of me.
Now to me
don't cause poverty
'Cause
Is just people never paid enough for we done.
You hear talk--barefoot and
Pregnant. But I barefoot
or not.

I have known
They in my home in 1964
For the drive
They like my children
I don't care if be black or white
God bless you and all the
My first husband was a
We did not drink but we did
When we had our picnic
I think the white thought the colored
Was taking over, was so many,
And the men still ask me to dance.