Luyện nghe bài hát Adventures Of Linda Bohannon

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

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

One day, as she stood by the road westward
In jeans and t-shirt and mail-order boots
The and trailers 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 in her hand
Just Bohannon, a physical treasure
into a light-blue Mercedes Benz

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

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

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

Well she's pretty as ever and she works in a gift
Looks after her boy and she ask for help
She watches the re-runs of an old TV
And the boy looks a lot like a re-run