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 live in North today
my grandson James.
Now about the
I had five children before the Depression
Five since then.
All of are living now
But the one died 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 they're
Like on a tree
And as I am old
They me.
I worked at every kind of job
Nursed people, preached, and
When I was a young woman, I built
I not worked a job
In nineteen years--my
care of me.
Now to me
Babies don't poverty
'Cause
Is just people never paid enough for we done.
You hear talk--barefoot and
Pregnant. But I barefoot
or not.

I have socialists
stayed in my home in 1964
For the vote
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 the white folks thought the colored
Was over, there was so many,
And the young men ask me to dance.