Luyện nghe bài hát Alabama Soft Spoken Blues

Southern man, you sure are pretty, got a smile to the city
And, Lord, you you got those sleepy eyes
Alabama sweet-talking baby, the heart of a lonely lady
You me flying high and the leaving easy
And it's in the rain and I was dreaming

October wind is still blowing, Lord, you know the songs were
From a broken-hearted by the wayside
Listen to my song, you kept it ringing and strong
You held me like an to confide in
And I tried to you home but I was dreaming

Lord, I guess you just ain't
damned old telephone is trying hard to help me find the lines here
Wish that you could understand why I the other man
He me truth and reason I believe in

soft spoken blues again, Alabama soft spoken blues again
Early fog is rolling in, it's time for leaving

Alabama spoken blues