Luyện nghe bài hát Little Joe

What will the birds do mother in the
When they stop to gather crumbs around the
Will they fly from the trees half as nice glee
why Joe wanders out no more

What will the kitten do all alone
Will he from his frolick for the day
he lie on his rug by the side of my bed
As he did I went away

What will that old gardener say
When you ask him for for me
Will he give you a rose he has with care
The fairest bloom of the tree
[ - guitar ]
I have seen the tears in his honest old
But he said it was the wind brought them there
As he gazed on my cheeks paler each day
And his hand went trembling through my

Keep tied my poor little dog
For I know mourn for me too
Just keep him old and useless he grows
the whole summer through

Show him my coat mother so not forget
His master who then be dead
speak to him kindly and often of Joe
And pat him on his brown head

And you dearest mother may me for a while
But in heaven I'll no grow
And any kind will know at the gate
you ask for your darling little Joe