Luyện nghe bài hát The Drunkard's Son

In an old dusty attic of a tenement
I happened to one day
And on the rafters 'neath shavings and chips
A drunkard's little boy lay

Oh why are you lying up here in the
What you lie on this hard bed
My a drunkard and he beat me today
My darling old is dead

I'm hiding father and please sir, don't tell
He beat me 'cause I not steal
He said he would kill me the I failed
And I'm so afraid sir, he

I'm you here, son, I sadly replied
But I will be back away
But when I returned to the attic I
That Jesus had there that day

The chips and the shavings were as before
And the boy lie on his bed
With tears on his cheeks and his hands at his
The poor little was dead

A picture of mother lay close to his
A faint little by his head
As I opened the paper, my eyes filled tears
For these were the that I read

I'm hiding Jesus across the divide
With mother forever I'll dwell
And thank you dear mister for your to me
And now it's if you tell