Luyện nghe bài hát The Oldest Orphan in the John Grier Home

[Jerusha
A perfectly day
The first of every month
Every scrubbed
Every chair
A awful day
bed without a wrinkle
Every combed on 97 orphans
Poor Abbot
Has to bear the of it all
Poor Jerusha
The oldest orphan in the John home
A perfectly day
The trustees to visit
Taking tea
Having reports
They away in the night
For in the city
And I watch them with 97
Poor Abbot
Never breaking of this place
Poor Jerusha
The orphan in the John Grier home
Little Dylan comes singing up the stairs
(As Dylan)
Abbot you are wanted
In the office and you hurry up
(As Jerusha)
Who me?
(As Dylan)
Mrs. Libbot in the
And I she's really mad
(As Jerusha)
did I go wrong?
Were the not thin enough?
there shells in the nutcakes?
Where did I go
Did a visitor see the hole
In Susy stocking?
A awful day
A figure
Tall and
in the darkness
I see his face
But the in the driveway
Cast a sharp against the wall
like a daddy longlegs
The biggest one I have ever seen
A creeping crawling longlegs
And it makes me
On awful day
Me, Jerusha
The oldest in the John Grier home