Luyện nghe bài hát Thanksgiving

We stood in a long line for the door be unlocked
Out in the cold wind, round the razor wire fenced in cell
Young mamas with babies, sisters and kinds of kin
At Tallulah Prison on Thanksgiving Day
Were to get in

You get here early
It dont matter how many miles you
make you wait for hours, jailers always move slow
They run names, check
faced guards they dont smile
Grammy and me in line, waitin' single file

Thanksgiving at the prison, by families
Road weary pilgrims who show up
Sometimes love aint easy, sometimes aint free

My Grammy so old now
Her hair is soft and white like the
And her hands
When they frisk her from her head to her

They make her her winter coat off
they frisk her again
When theyre done she their touch off her dress
tall and heads in

It's thanksgiving at the prison, surrounded by
Road weary pilgrims who show up
Even though it aint easy, even though it aint
love aint easy, I guess love aint free