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 poor boy lay

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

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

I'm leaving you here, son, I replied
But I will be right away
But when I returned to the I found
That Jesus had been 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 poor little was dead

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

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