Luyện nghe bài hát Run Jeannie Run

I was born a way in the hills
In a the oldest child of ten
On one hot and day
Mama got sick and passed
birth to baby brother Ben

I stood and I cried
As I my mama die
I guess I was too to understand

Papa didn't a tear
Or even seemed to care
I it was because he was a man
When was laid to rest

Pa said, do your best
I'm but I won't be gone long
The town was many away
Where papa seemed to stay

So soon after had gone
it was work Jeannie work
Jeannie work, Jeannie
The hard times had just

Yes, it's work work
Jeannie work, work
For Jeannie was no fun

Papa started wine
And chasin' all the time
And livin' off the fat of the
We children did the best we
Milked the and chopped the wood
And ate what mama left us

One day the walked in
To notify the next of kin, papa was run over by a
It had been almost a year since papa us here
We were sorry but really felt no

The said that day children can't live this way
Said he'd send someone to take us town
That night I goodbye, my little brothers and sisters cried
But I ran so far I'd not be found

And now run Jeannie run, Jeannie run
Jeannie run, Jeannie's find some fun
Yeah, it's run Jeannie run, run
Jeannie run, run and find you fun