Luyện nghe bài hát Mary & Omie

My was a longshoreman in New Orleans
My mamma kept score just watchin' the Gras
Oh me, I sat on the front watchin' the rails roll out
I was waitin' for my Omie to me outta this south
It was me and my sisters like to wore that front out

And there can't be more to this livin' than my Omie
both sittin' back here watchin' our children grow
If there's a better ace in the
Well, baby, come on and me
If you ain't got a hand get on your wheel and roll
'Cause there could never be a better than these hearts I hold

Me and my Omie, we settled here in Houston
Oh, and one by one, we moved my sisters
We bought a house in the and we've got four fine children
We are black middle class because Omie wouldn't settle for
We are black middle class because wouldn't settle for less

And there can't be more to this livin' loving my Omie
We're sittin' back here watchin' our children grow
If there's a better ace in the
Well, baby, on and show me
If you ain't got a hand then get on your wheel and
'Cause there could never be a better than these hearts I hold

My are the first thing in my mornin'
My Omie is the last thing in my
Oh, in between I dream about that porch back
And I bless my daddy for the within that house
But, I my Omie for takin' me outta the south

at these hearts I hold, oh, look at these hearts I hold
Look at these hearts I hold, ain't no place like home
at these hearts we hold, look at those hearts you hold
Hey! My got a heart of gold, look at these hearts we hold
a look at those hearts you hold