Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Girl

This is a story 'bout a girl
A that you ought to know
She lived all alone in a one room
On a street where the are low

Every about the same time
She'd go and put her glad on
Go to the place where everyone
To boogaloo all night

She's a poor

and raised in the country
She got tired of a plow
She my train to the city
And mother, you look at her now

With her rattlesnake boots, bag
crocodile hat
Around her to top it off
She even a Persian cat

She's a poor

That was the story of the poor
But now she uses her
She's back working on the land
Instead of in bed

The life she was living
her as it's prey
Now back in the country
fatter every day

She's a girl