Luyện nghe bài hát Uncle Lem

The ladies of the garden say
His home is just a to the town
If the Mayor wants
better pass some laws and tear it down

They cover it with flowers
Maybe even plant some dogwood
I guess they've forgotten
we were kids what that place used to be

I know it's just a now
But Lord, that was built with human tears
For the home of Uncle Lem
Who was born and raised and there ninety years

There's not a boy in whole town
stopped for water at his well
Or sat on his in the evenin'
And listened to the that he'd tell

Oh, his hair was the color of a cotton
And his skin was old and
And he was born in that rundown
Before there was a

He bought that shack and a of earth
For the highest to pay
His mom was and sold there
Lem was born'd a slave

The mayor and some ladies of the club
Went out to tell Uncle Lem that have to find a new place to live
Well, they found him in that old broken down rockin' chair
And on an old paper bag they found his

"Nor I wanna leave my old shotgun to the fine of this town
For I when he a little fella, he used to follow me around
I wish I had more to give to my friends I love
But all got is this old shack and a piece of earth
And I want it to go to the ladies of the club"

Oh, his hair was the of a cotton field
And his skin was old and
And he was in that rundown shack
there was a town

He that shack and a piece of earth
For the price to pay
His mom was bought and sold
Lem was born'd a slave