Luyện nghe bài hát MAMA, DON'T TREAT YOUR DAUGHTER MEAN

(Ry Cooder)

Hey, mama, you treat your daughter mean
Hey, mama, don't you your daughter mean
you treat her so mean and she's only sweet sixteen

It was late last Friday evening, when was still
I heard somebody calling my name my window sill
I got up and I looked outside my eyes to see
And my heart went when I realized just who was calling me

I
Hey, mama, don't you your daughter mean
Hey, mama, don't you your daughter mean
'Cause you treat her so mean and she's sweet sixteen

Now, her eyes blazing up at me
Her hair was black as
And her naked skin like gold
Out in the pale
She my hand and she pulled me down
the grass had grown up tall
The she moved her all around
Just like a cannon

Hey, mama, don't you your daughter mean
Hey, mama, don't you treat your mean
'Cause you treat her so mean and she's sweet sixteen

Yonder comes your mama, girl, 'cross the
and a-shakin' like an automobile
Daddy's got a in his hand
They just understand
The first I seen that sweet girl
She was runnin' home Sunday school
And the next time I that sweet little girl
Was she broke her mama's rule
But the last time I seen that little girl
She was filled a strange desire
Rollin' and tumblin' out on the wet ground
Her skin burnin' up like a cane fire
She my name a thousand ways
The tears came down her face
But just I was 'bout to blow my stack
Her daddy came a-creepin' and a-crawlin' up
And he shot me in the