Luyện nghe bài hát Uncle Lem

The ladies of the club say
His home is a disgrace to the town
If the wants re-elected
better pass some laws and tear it down

They wanna it with flowers
Maybe even some dogwood trees
I guess they've forgotten
When we were kids what place used to be

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

There's not a boy in this town
Hasn't stopped for at his well
Or sat on his in the evenin'
And listened to the stories that tell

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

He bought that shack and a piece of
For the price to pay
His mom was bought and there
Uncle Lem was a slave

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

"Nor I wanna my old shotgun to the fine mayor of this town
For I remember when he a little fella, he used to me around
I wish I had to give to my friends that I love
But all I've got is this old shack and a piece of
And I it to go to the ladies of the garden club"

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

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