Luyện nghe bài hát Melancholy Child

A with a baby
Just seventeen
My mother her innocence
While she bounced me on her

A on the road
Added to her and trials
Like silver rain they upon
melancholy child

The sounds of my
Still in my song
My lullaby
train that ran behind our home

A on a window sill
It should made me smile
But sounds lonesome
To a child

Now a blood
in our family
Thought I could
The inside of me

So I went a crazy
I went a wild
Trying to
My own melancholy

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

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

You take a Irish temper
And solemn Cherokee
A Southern of humor
And you got someone me

But are thorns on every rose
To I'm reconciled
They're just a sharper
To a child

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