Luyện nghe bài hát Poverty

There's a way of life most folks don't even know about
When the cotton crop and the garden dries up because of the drought
And your only clothes're hangin' on back and they're all wornout
And patches on the patches on your knees
The night wind whistles through the cracks and holes in the walls
The high water comes and it your house barn and all
You like a dog to raise a fat hog and he dies in the fall
It's and strife in the way of life called poverty
Poverty is a broken shack and a greedy landlord
And your money crop beaten down by the summer
And you see Washington's head on a greenback dollar
Poverty is a wishing to the Lord that you've never born
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Try to catch a rabbit in a knee deep snow for to eat
But all you catch is a winter cough and frozen
The rabbits gone and you gotta go home without any meat
Wouldn't be so bad if wasn't six kids depended on me
We'd starve to death a long time ago hadn't been for ole
Blues hound dog and he's a good in two
He'll catch them coons where there no coons he'll see us through
This and strife in the way of life called poverty
Poverty is a broken shack...
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Poverty is a workin' six days from dawn to
Seventh day is Sunday and go to you must
When they pass their heads around you sit there with your head hung down
you ain't got between you and the devil and the deep blue see
It's trouble and strife in the way of called poverty
It's trouble and strife in the way of called poverty