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

(Ry Cooder)

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

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

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

Now, her eyes were up at me
Her hair was black as
And her naked skin shone gold
Out in the moonlight
She took my and she pulled me down
Where the grass had grown up
The she moved her body all
like a cannon ball

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

Yonder comes your mama, girl, the field
and a-shakin' like an automobile
Daddy's got a shotgun in his
They don't understand
The first time I that sweet girl
She was runnin' from Sunday school
And the next time I that sweet little girl
Was she broke her mama's rule
But the last time I that sweet little girl
She was filled a strange desire
Rollin' and out on the cold wet ground
Her skin up just like a cane fire
She called my name a thousand
The tears streaming down her face
But just when I was to blow my stack
Her daddy came and a-crawlin' up behind
And he shot me in the