Luyện nghe bài hát Troubles (Those Lonesome Kind)

(Clarence Gibson)

Well you you got troubles
Man to me
tell you a story as it happened you see

I got four kids a-waiting at home
My wife done her bags and gone
She done moved on across the
And I know that ain't a-coming back

I got
on my mind
Well I got troubles, hey those lonesome

Every morning 8 o'clock
The kids crying and they holler Pop,
Where's my mama? she gone?
And when's my mama gonna come back

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My little girl is three
I her up and set her on my knee
Try to her crying but she cries too hard
And the crying, oh daddy, well, oh

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I know my baby's too young to
I sit and her try to walk
She's around, watching the door
And a big done hit the floor

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I told you a story as it happened to me
Just the way it happened you see
You got a good gal you do her no wrong
pack her trunk and then be gone

Then you'll troubles
Troubles on mind