Luyện nghe bài hát The Kindness Of Strangers

They found Mary cuffed to the bed
With a rag in her and a bullet in her head
O poor Bellows

grown up hungry, she'd grown up poor
She her home in Arkansas
O poor Mary

She wanted to see the deep sea
She traveled Tennessee
O Mary Bellows

She met a man the way
He introduced himself as Richard
O Mary Bellows

Poor thought that she might die
When she saw the ocean for the time
O Mary Bellows

She into a cheap little place
Richard Slade in her old suitcase
O Mary Bellows

"I'm a good girl, sir" she to him
I couldn't permit you in
O Mary Bellows

tipped his hat and winked his eye
And turned away goodbye
O poor Mary

She sat on her bed and of home
With the sea breeze whistling all
O poor Mary

In hope and loneliness she crossed the
And undid the latch on her front
O Mary Bellows

They found her the day cuffed to the bed
A rag in her and a bullet in her head
O poor Mary

So mothers your girls at home
Don't let them all alone
Tell them this world is of danger
The shun the of strangers
O poor Bellows
O poor Mary