Luyện nghe bài hát Letter From May Alice Jeffers

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

Don't blame the
girl, every boy,
They no burden,
They're my and joy.
I know they're
leaves on a tree
And as I am old
shelter me.
I have worked at kind of job
Nursed people, preached, and
When I was a young woman, I built
I have not a job
In nineteen grandchildren
Take of me.
Now to me
Babies don't poverty
'Cause
Is just people paid enough for what we done.
You them talk--barefoot and
Pregnant. But I been
or not.

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