Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Thing

Isn't there a room up there the pie shop?
If times are so why don't you rent it out?
should bring in something
Up there, oh no, I no go near it, think its haunted
You see, years ago something up there
not very nice

There was a and his wife
And he was
A artist with a knife
But transported him for life
And he was

Barker his name was, Barker
Transported? What was his

He had wife, you see
Pretty little thing, silly nit
Had her chance for the on a string
Poor thing, poor

There were two, you see
Wanted her like mad, one of a judge
one his beadle
Everyday they'd and they'd weedle
But she wouldn't budge her needle
Too bad, pure

So merely shipped up for blighter off south, they did
Leaving her with nothing but grief and a old kid
Did you use her even then? Oh no, God forbid
Poor fool, ah, but was worse yet to come
Poor

Joanna, that was the name
little Joanna, go on
My, you do like a good story, don't

Well, Beadle calls on her all
thing, poor thing
The judge, he tells her, is all
He blames himself for her dreadful
She must straight to his house tonight
Poor thing, poor

Of course she goes there
Poor thing, poor
They're having this ball all in
no one she knows there
Poor dear, thing

She wonders, tormented and
Poor
The has repented, she thinks
Poor
"Oh, where is Judge Turpin?" she
He was there, alright, not so contrite

She wasn't no match for craft, you see
And everyone it so drull
figured she had to be daft, you see
So all of them there and laughed, you see
soul, poor thing

No, would no one have on her?
So it is you, Benjamin