Luyện nghe bài hát Too Much Of A Good Thing

Too Much of a Good
(Peggy Seeger)
On Monday night he came to my door, and he such a din.
``Get up, get up you darling girl, and let lover come in.''
I got up and I let him in, and on me he did fall.
It was 5 in the morning before I got any sleep at all.
On night he came to my door, the joys of love to tend.
``Get up, get up you darling girl I go round the bend.''
Well, I got up and I let him in, and in my he lay.
I had to hear the of four before he'd go away.
On Wednesday night he came to my door, a late in time.
"I'd have been here sooner you girl, but the hill's so hard to climb."
I hadn't long all in his arms before he let me be.
Then out of the and down the road just after the stroke of three.
On night he came to my door so weary and so slow.
``Oh, give me a drink you girl and then to work we'll go.''
Well, all night long he fought it, but I had to help him through.
And I heard him sigh as he rose to go, ``It's only two.''
On Friday he came to my door, shaking in every limb.
``Get up, get up you girl, get up and carry me in.''
Well, I got up and I him in, and gently laid him down.
But hardly could his spirits rise to the stroke of one.
On Saturday night he came to my door, he on his hands and knees.
``Oh, don't come down you girl, stay in and let me be.''
Well, I got up and I let him in, but he fell in a swoon.
And though often I tried to raise him up, he slept Sunday noon.
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