Luyện nghe bài hát Go Limp

Oh daughter, dear
warnin' from me
And you go marchin'
the NAACP

For they'll rock you and you
And you into bed
And if they steal your secret
She'll wish you dead

too roo la, too roo la, too roo li ay

Oh mother, dear
No, I'm not
For go on that march
And I'll a virgin maid

With a in my handbag
And a smile on my
And barbed in my underwear
To off disgrace

too roo la, too roo la, too roo li ay
too roo la, too roo la, too roo li ay

One day were marching
A young man by
With a beard on his
And a in his eye

And she had time
To remember her

And before she had
To remember her
were holding a sit-down
On a hay rig

too roo la, too roo la, too roo li ay
too roo la, too roo la, too roo li ay

For is pleasure
And is pain
And if I have a concert
Maybe I won't have to sing folk songs again

Oh mother, mother
I'm stiff and I'm
From sleeping nights
On a hard floor

too roo la, too roo la, too roo li ay
too roo la, too roo la, too roo li ay

One day at the
She'd a man say
Go limp
And be carried

So this young man suggested
It was she was kissed
She her brief
And then did not

too roo la, too roo la, too roo li ay

Oh mother, mother
No need for
For the young man has me
His and address

And if we win
Though a baby be
He won't to march
his da-da and me