Luyện nghe bài hát Melancholy Child

A with a baby
barely seventeen
My mother mourned her
While she me on her knee

A daddy on the
Added to her and trials
Like silver rain fell upon
melancholy child

The of my childhood
linger in my song
My lullaby
That that ran behind our home

A whippoorwill on a sill
It have made me smile
But sounds lonesome
To a melancholy

Now a blood
Runs in our
Thought I outrun
The inside of me

So I a little crazy
I went a wild
to outdistance
My own melancholy

I met a and gentle man
Who thinks the of me
And when he my way
It is a woman that he

But I can't explain to him
The tears that my eyes
He takes me in his
And rocks his child

You take a Irish temper
And some solemn
A sense of humor
And you got like me

But there are thorns on every
To I'm reconciled
They're just a little
To a child

And in my own babe's
I see the signs of a melancholy
Heaven us all
melancholy child