Luyện nghe bài hát The Drunkard's Son

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

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

I'm hiding from and please sir, don't tell
He me 'cause I would 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 right
But when I returned to the attic I
That had been there that day

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

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

I'm hiding with across the divide
With dear mother forever I'll
And thank you dear for your kindness to me
And now it's alright if you