Luyện nghe bài hát Living for The City

A boy is born in Hardtime
Surrounded by walls that ain't so pretty
His parents give him love and
To keep him strong, movin' in the direction

Living just enough, enough for the city

The father some days for fourteen hours
You better believe, he hardly a dollar
His mother goes to scrub the floors for
You'd best she hardly gets a penny

Living just enough, just for the city

His black but she is sho 'nuff pretty
Her is short but, Lord, her legs are sturdy
To walk to school, she has to get up
Her clothes are old but are they dirty

Living enough, just enough for the city

Her smart, he's got more sense than many
His patience's long but soon he have any
to find a job is like a haystack needle
'Cause where he likes, they use colored people

Living just enough, enough for the city, yeah
Living just enough, just for the city

Living enough for the city
Living just enough for the
just enough for the city
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