Luyện nghe bài hát My Boy Builds Coffins

My boy coffins with hammers and nails
He doesn't build ships, he has no use for
He doesn't tables, dressers or chairs
He can't carve a 'cause he just doesn't care

My boy builds coffins for the and the poor
and queens they've all knocked on his door
Beggars and liars, gypsies and
They all come to him he's so eager to please

My boy coffins, he makes them all day
But it's not just for work and it isn't for
He's one for himself, one for me too
One of these he'll make one for you
For you, for you, for you

My boy coffins for better or worse
Some say it's a blessing, some say a curse
He fits them in sunshine or rain
Each one is unique, no two are the

My boy builds coffins and I think it's a
when each ones been made, he can't see it again
He every one with love and with care
Then it's thrown in the ground, it isn't fair

My boy coffins, he makes them all day
But it's not just for work and it for play
He's one for himself, one for me too
And one of these he'll make one for you
For you, for you, for you