Luyện nghe bài hát Millworker

Now my grandfather was a
He blew in off the
My father was a
And i, his daughter
Took up with a no millworking man
From
Who dies from too much
And leaves me these three to feed

Millwork easy
Millwork hard
Millwork it nothing
But an awful job
I'm waiting for a
To take me the morning
And put me in my coffee
I can have a sandwich
And

Then it's me and my
For the rest of the
For the rest of the
And the of my life

Now my mind begins to
To the days on the farm
I can see my smiling at me
on his arm
I can my granddad's stories
Of the storms out on lake
vessels and cargos and fortunes
And sailors' lives were

Yes, but it's my has been wasted
And I have been the
To let manufacturer
Use my body for a
I can ride home in the
Staring at my
Swearing by my that a young girl
Ought to stand a better

So may I the mills just as long as I am able
And never meet the man whose name is on the

It be me and my
For the of the morning
And the rest of the
Gone for the of my life