Luyện nghe bài hát One of Many

you're only one of
of account if any
you think about yourself too
touch the child with the quick touch
and worked his to such a pitch,
he his fellows in a ditch
this little child who was so is grown too wild

"murder in the first degree," old fury
the verdict of the jury
now we come to the tree
the stand wide on me
"Christ died for sinners," the prison chaplain
his miscellany
bitterly,
the little cried," I die one of many"