Luyện nghe bài hát Mother-Son

Mary in a bows
And all her lipstick, and clothes
falling down
Come falling at her

Got a and a spoon
And a on my suit

Dark as crows, above
I keep two on my floor
She's like a
a law she keeps

Come falling
her things
Come down
All her
falling down

All she was sold
hand, handed you
With a to fill my shoes

And
Dark as
She comes knocking my doors
Sad

On a cross, in her
On her
a lie that she keeps
In here, breathes

A penny sent for your
She comes down my door
Sad