Luyện nghe bài hát Mountain Child

Her hair was tangled; her clothes torn
No pride left to
Her mama's last hope; brothers and sisters at
Praying she brings back some bread

Woah,

Like a law man hunting a thief
She was for her daddy
Her desperate searched each man's face
But lord, they up empty

Woah,
You could tell from the red clay on her
She was down in the holler
A child born to lose
Down in that

The bar man signaled, she crossed the room
He leaned in and low
one word she turned and climbed the back stairs
Just I did so many years ago

Woah,
Woah,

Woah,
Woah,
Woah,
Woah,