Luyện nghe bài hát The Drunkard's Son

In an old attic of a tenement house
I happened to one day
And there on the 'neath shavings and chips
A poor little boy lay

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

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

I'm leaving you here, son, I replied
But I will be back away
But when I to the attic I found
That had been there that day

The chips and the shavings there as before
And the boy lie on his bed
With tears on his cheeks and his at his side
The poor little fellow was

A picture of lay close to his heart
A little note by his head
As I the paper, my eyes filled with tears
For these were the words I read

I'm hiding Jesus across the divide
With dear mother I'll dwell
And you dear mister for your kindness to me
And now alright if you tell