Luyện nghe bài hát Penelope

Penelope works in the
Down in the trees
She's up all her money
To go to America the sea

She had an uncle
He in Detroit town
They got all his post
But his has never been found

To day
To day

She got a job as a
Workin' for the wage
All her back home in Jamaica
They say, really got it made in the shade'

But don't see her sweat and grind
And her on her knees
She wishes she was in Jamaica
the coconut trees

Everyday,
Everyday,

Penelope's in the market
She found what it was all
Oh no, she regret it
She's just glad she got out

But others aren't so
there till the day they die
Trapped in steel and
No No moon No sky