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
my grandson James.
Now about the
I had five children before the Great
Five more then.
All of them are now
But the one that in the war.
All the had children, too.

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

I have known
They in my home in 1964
For the vote
They like my children
I care if they be black or white
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 over, there was so many,
And the men still ask me to dance.