Luyện nghe bài hát Trade-offs

Mary, Mary, contrary
Where's your white wine, silver, and
Is it locked now in mansion
Having on the eye's of the poor
Now in weary halls of the
tries to pray for her soul
She doesn't the price of her penance
She find's now very old
And she
Oh baby, just one time
Will you give me
Some of mine
In the moonlight, in the
In the room with barred up
tries to count her gold
She doesn't know the
Of her now
She herself, very old
And she
Mary, where have you gone too
Where's your white wine, silver and
Is it locked now in your
pity on your soul.