Luyện nghe bài hát West Virginia Mine Disaster

Oh say, did you see him, it was early this
He all your houses on his way to the coal
He was tall, he was slender, and his dark eyes so
His occupation was mining, West his home

It was just twelve, I was feeding the children
Ben came running to bring us the news
Number eight is all flooded, many men are in
And we don't their number, but we fear they're all doomed

So I picked up the baby, and I all the others
To comfort each other and to pray for own
There's Tommy, fourteen, and there's John not much
Their own time soon will be coming to go down the hole

What I say to his poor little children?
And what will I tell his dear mother at
And what will I say to my heart that's clear
To my heart clear broken if my baby is gone?

Now, if I had the to do more than just feed them
I'd give them good learning, the best be found
So when growed up they'd be checkers and weighers
And not their life digging in the dark underground

Say, did you see him going, it was early this
He all your houses on his way to the coal
He was tall, he was slender, and his eyes so tender
His was mining, West Virginia his home