Luyện nghe bài hát Adventures Of Linda Bohannon

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

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

One day, as she by the road leading westward
In blue jeans and t-shirt and mail-order
The tractors and and pick-ups, saw Linda
The drivers all slowed down to and hoot

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

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

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

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

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