Luyện nghe bài hát Poverty

Up every morning the sun
I work all day till the comes
Blisters and corns all in my
Lord, have on a working man

I I'm gonna die just like Im living
In

My pay down and my tax goes up
I drink my tea a broken cup
Between my and Uncle Sam
I figure out whose fool I am

I guess I'm gonna die just I'm living
In

Oh Lord, it's so but it's fair
talks but nobody really cares, Lord

I can't a dime, can't buy me one cent
I pay my bills, I can't pay my
The old lady's fussing and the are crying
They let me join the welfare line

I guess I'm gonna die just I'm living
In

They say theres one
They say it's around now
But all I is people, oh Lord
They're trying to keep you now, oh

Poverty, where I'm gonna stay now
Oh Lord, it seems thats Im gonna stay