Luyện nghe bài hát The Runt

Written by McRae
by Hank Snow

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

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

Hand-me-downs were all he
Poverty and more
Always laying for - the runt

They catch him in the school
When he came out to
get him in a circle
Where he get away

They'd him here
And shove him there
If he fell down, cared
Just anything to him scared -- the runt

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

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

They him on Sunday
His classmates all there
And the tears filled each eye
When runt's said a prayer

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

If you made all people to the same
It just be right I guess
So you put a few now and then, like my
To bring others'

His makes others feel tall
His weakness makes feel strong
His make others feel pretty and handsome
And his brings others a song

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