Luyện nghe bài hát There's A Mother Always Waiting At Home

"So, you're to leave the old home, Jim
you're going away
So, you're among the city folks to dwell"
So spoke a kind old
To her boy one day
"If your mind's made up way, I wish you well
The old will be lonesome
We'll you when you go
The birds won't sing so sweet you're not nigh
But if you get in trouble, Jim
Just and let us know"
She these words and then she said goodbye

If overtakes you
Or old shake you
As through this you wander all alone
When you haven't any
In your pocket not a
There's a always awaiting you at home

Ten years later to village
a stranger no one knew
His were halt and ragged clothes he wore
The little children at him
As down the lane he
At he stopped before a cottage door
He gently knocked, no sound he
He thought, "Can she be dead?"
But then he heard a well known to him
Was his mother's voice, but her hair had
By the touch of
And she said, "Thank God, they've me home my Jim"

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