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

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

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