Luyện nghe bài hát Miss Marcy

Billy boy, Billy boy, sit on the
Pa married Miss Marcy I was just six
Ma died I was just two
Without her, us young'uns would been in a fix
She for us like mammy's do

boy, Billy boy, sit on the porch
Do you what went on at the still?
Joe Wilson is dying, Tom is dead
And they say that pa done shot Will

Billy boy, Billy boy, sit on the
Do you what started the fight?
'Twas an hour passed when Marcy got home
Miss Marcy done out all night
Miss done stayed out all night

Dad was a one, he hated the dance
He never did go for such
Marcy went Joe Wilson when she got the chance
Or Tom or uncle Will

Now pa got jealous, day after day
at the still they all made their play
On account of Marcy, they're dead

boy, Billy boy, sit on the porch
Do you what went on at the still?
Joe Wilson is dying, Tom Jenkins is
And they say that pa done shot uncle
And they say that pa done uncle Will

boy, Billy boy, sit on the porch
You're shaking boy, ailing you?
The blade of your is all stained crimson red
Marcy well, she's dying too
Billy boy, boy, sit on the porch