Luyện nghe bài hát The Runt

Written by Johnny
Recorded by Snow

Rough him up and shove him
Make him cry he comes 'round
him any way you want
After all he's just runt, a little runt

Runt is what they him
But his name was Grey
He out on Maple Street
'Bout a mile

were all he wore
Poverty and nothing
Always laying for - the runt

They him in the school year
he came out to play
Then get him in a
Where he get away

shove him here
And shove him there
If he fell down, cared
Just anything to keep him scared -- the

Then one day walking home from
The teasing just too far
They chased the out in the street
saw the car

They only heard awful sound
They saw the broken on the ground
Then gathered around -- the runt

They buried him on
His all were there
And the filled each every eye
When runt's said a prayer

Lord, though you've taken him
I think I
He's finished the job sent him for
And it like you planned

If you made all to look the same
It just be right I guess
So you put a few now and then, my runt
To bring happiness

His shortness makes others tall
His makes others feel strong
His features make others pretty and handsome
And his sadness others a song

So rough him up and him down
him cry when he comes 'round
Treat him any way you
But God for the runt
Yes, thank God for my little