Luyện nghe bài hát The Runt

Written by McRae
Recorded by Snow

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

is what they called him
But his name was Buddy
He out on Maple Street
'Bout a away

Hand-me-downs were all he
and nothing more
Always someone laying for - the

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

They'd shove him
And they'd him there
If he fell down, nobody
Just to keep him scared -- the runt

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

They only heard that awful
They saw the broken on the ground
Then everybody around -- the runt

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

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

If you all people to look the same
It just wouldn't be right I
So you put a few now and then, like my
To others' happiness

His shortness others feel tall
His weakness others feel strong
His features make others feel and handsome
And his brings others a song

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