Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Thing

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

There was a barber and his
And he was
A proper with a knife
But transported him for life
And he was

his name was, Benjamin Barker
Transported? What was his

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

There were two, you see
her like mad, one of them a judge
T'other one his
Everyday they'd nudge and they'd
But she wouldn't from her needle
Too bad, thing

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

Joanna, that was the name
Pretty Joanna, go on
My, you do like a good story, you?

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

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

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

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

No, no one have mercy on her?
So it is you, Barker