Luyện nghe bài hát Adventures Of Linda Bohannon

In a town the size of a truck-stop or bigger
Linda Bohannon, a natural queen
She lived with her folks in a little farmhouse
She helped out by hoeing the and the beans

Sometimes she would at herself in a mirror
And any would say, was much to admire
Every turn of the of her body was flawless
From white teeth to her shiny blond hair

One day, as she stood by the road westward
In blue jeans and t-shirt and boots
The tractors and trailers and pick-ups, saw
The all slowed down to holler and hoot

They received, not a smile from Linda Bohannon
No bag and no brush did she hold in her
Just Linda Bohannon, a physical
Stepped into a light-blue Benz

And this is one of those
That we wish we knew the missing parts to stories
But is all we know

She was missing a and her parents were worried
She Sunday morning and said, "I'm okay"
Well, Bohannons don't talk much, but we found out
She called from a movie star's in L.A

home now and been here for six years or seven
She brought a baby, a fine-looking lad
Well don't talk much, and Linda don't either
And nobody told us a about his dad

Well pretty as ever and she works in a gift shop
after her boy and she don't ask for help
She the re-runs of an old TV western
And the boy a lot like a re-run himself