Luyện nghe bài hát Adventures Of Linda Bohannon

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

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

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

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

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

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

She's home now and been here for six or seven
She home a baby, a fine-looking lad
Well Bohannons talk much, and Linda don't either
And told us a thing about his dad

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