Luyện nghe bài hát B. J. The D. J.

A story a pal of mine
Who worked down near the Georgia
He's a D.J. in a country station
Everybody loved him
'Cause he played what liked to hear
He built a quite a reputation

At hops he stayed out late
And his mom would always
To see if he had it home alive
She warned his loss of sleep
And fast in that old heap
And that he had to be at by five

B.J. the D.J. you're living much too
And if you don't change your
Don't see how you can

Every morning past four
the driveway he would roar
Overslept and he was late
Then at breakneck speed he'd
To sign the station on at
He had lots of records he must

His mom sits by the
Until his voice her hello
She then that he made it there alright
Then say a little prayer
him safe for he was there
And she'd wait up for him again

Then one cold and morn
All tires were badly worn
But still he off just as fast this time
B.J. had a lot of
But he missed the curve
And he signed off down near the Line

Mom sat by the
The voice she heard she didn't
B.J.'d never been this late
But the road so bad and all
She'd wait a before she called
And then she heard the knock upon the

B.J. the D.J. twenty-four
A at ninety miles an hour
spin the discs no more