Luyện nghe bài hát Mrs Green

Miserable Mrs. Green sit by yourself and think
Of all that once could have been instead of is now
Well how does it even feel, you're no Madame Butterfly
And yesterdays operas quickly passed you by

Mrs. Green, you're
But you're really no cleaver
Things you were thinking
I am thinking I will think at all

of photographs held in your Eisenhower hands
Newer world could never understand
You yourself apart all for the neighborhood and kids
And forgave yourself for acting as you did

Mrs. Green, older
But you're no more cleaver
Things you were thinking
I am thinking I never think at all

is your family and why did they lock you up inside
And will they talk about after you have died
Who scared the birds away by the nest with demands
And using an iron but not a helping hand

Mrs. Green, you're
But really no more cleaver
that you were thinking
I am thinking I will

Mrs. I know
not as happy as you can be
As you watch my next leaf
turning green with envy over me