Luyện nghe bài hát Poverty

Up every with the sun
I work all day the evening comes
Blisters and all in my hands
Lord, have mercy on a man

I guess I'm gonna die 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 can't figure out fool I am

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

Oh Lord, so hard 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 fussing and the kids are crying
They won't let me join the line

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

They say one poverty
They say going around now
But all I is people, oh Lord
trying to keep you down now, oh

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