Luyện nghe bài hát MOANIN’ LOW

I too bad
I'm mighty sick and sore
So bad I
I said I'm sick and sore
And so
My man love me no more
low
My sweet man I him so
he's mean as can be
He's the of man
Who needs the of woman like me
I die
If sweet man should me by
If I doubt where be
the kind of man
Who needs the kind of woman me
Don't any reason why he treats me so poorly
What I gone and done
Makes my trouble
With worries when surely
I ain't it none
low
My sweet man is go
When he oh Lordy
the kind of man
Who the kind of woman like me
Don't any reason why he treats me so coolly
What have I gone and
He makes my trouble
With worries when surely
I ain't enough
low
My sweet man is go
When he oh Lordy
the kind of man
Who needs the kind of a woman me.