Luyện nghe bài hát Song For Molly

Molly's on her bed
It's afternoon
playing outside
TV from the next room

in the air
Nurses laughing down the
Crooked feet in shoes
Her wooden cane the wall

Sunday but her Sunday clothes
Are packed somewhere
She doesn't need them
Nothing to look her for

I'm thirteen, I'm my mother
She doesn't know my
I her I'm Lucy
But she looks at me the

Like I'm a stranger she remember
From a she can't return
We've only walked in
She says we've too long
Too to be remembered
As a without a home

Oh, it's to go
Oh, time to go
a dirty trick
This old

We the halls anyway
My holds her arm
pleading with us to leave
So we her to her room

And we drive through the old
The grand of the South Side
So many are now
So many locked inside

And at the table
It's my and me
I looks at the two of them
To see what they need me

And she calls me over
Where she alone
She's polishing a ring
I've never seen

She says this was
It was her ring
I'm it for you
As she it for me

Oh, it's to go
Oh, it's to go
a dirty trick
This old

I'm told was so proud to have
Another baby
Her granddaughter
But I remember

This is what I