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 girl, and let your lover come in.''
I got up and I let him in, and on me he did fall.
It was 5 o'clock in the morning I got any sleep at all.
On Tuesday he came to my door, the joys of love to tend.
``Get up, get up you darling girl before I go the bend.''
Well, I got up and I let him in, and in my he lay.
I had to hear the stroke of four before go away.
On night he came to my door, a little late in time.
"I'd have been here you darling girl, but the hill's so hard to climb."
I hadn't been all in his arms before he let me be.
Then out of the house and down the road just the stroke of three.
On Thursday night he to my door so weary and so slow.
``Oh, give me a drink you darling girl and then to work go.''
Well, all night he fought with it, but I had to help him through.
And I heard him sigh as he to go, ``It's only after two.''
On Friday night he came to my door, shaking in 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 reach the of one.
On Saturday night he came to my door, he came on his and knees.
``Oh, don't come you darling girl, stay in and let me be.''
Well, I got up and I let him in, but he down in a swoon.
And though often I to raise him up, he slept till Sunday noon.
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