Luyện nghe bài hát The Kindness Of Strangers

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

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

She wanted to see the blue sea
She across Tennessee
O poor Mary

She met a man the way
He himself as Richard Slade
O poor Bellows

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

She checked into a cheap little
Richard Slade carried in her old
O poor Mary

"I'm a girl, sir" she said to him
I possibly permit you in
O Mary Bellows

tipped his hat and winked his eye
And away without goodbye
O poor Bellows

She sat on her bed and of home
the sea breeze whistling all alone
O poor Bellows

In hope and loneliness she the floor
And the latch on her front door
O poor Mary

They her the next day cuffed to the bed
A rag in her mouth and a bullet in her
O Mary Bellows

So mothers keep your at home
let them journey all alone
Tell them this is full of danger
The shun the company of
O poor Bellows
O poor Bellows