Luyện nghe bài hát My Boy Builds Coffins

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

My boy coffins for the rich and the poor
Kings and queens they've all on his door
and liars, gypsies and thieves
They all to him 'cause he's so eager to please

My boy builds coffins, he them all day
But it's not for work and it isn't for play
made one for himself, one for me too
One of these days he'll 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 together in or rain
one is unique, no two are the same

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

My boy builds coffins, he makes all day
But it's not just for work and it isn't for
made one for himself, one for me too
And one of these days he'll one for you
For you, for you, for you