Luyện nghe bài hát The Drunkard's Son

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

Oh why are you lying up in the cold
makes you lie on this hard bed
My father's a drunkard and he 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 would kill me the I failed
And I'm so sir, he will

I'm you here, son, I sadly replied
But I will be back right
But when I returned to the I found
That had been there that day

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

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

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