Luyện nghe bài hát Little Children

I dreamed of a devil last
He me with a wicked tongue and a rough hand
"it's alright, honey it's alright
You can leave man"
I woke my head was spinning
As I all of the things he said
Made me feel less of a
Making me feel like a whore

And I, I won't be to my grave
got a lot to live for
I won't be rocking in my
I got a lot to for
Dreamed of a devil night

Amazing such a little thing can get in your
"it's alright, honey it's alright
You can stay in my bed, stay in my bed, here in my--"
No, no, no, no, no

I won't be going to my
I've got a lot to for
I be rocking in my faith
I've got a lot to
I'm not to my grave
I got a lot to for

children
Going in
He will you lullabies
children
Rest heads
No monsters, no more devils
You are not who the call you

(Pure and and strong and joy)
(Pure and peace and and joy)

All you little
Oh you children

Miss Mary Mack, Mack,
All dressed in black, black,
silver buttons, buttons, buttons
All down her back, back,