Luyện nghe bài hát B. J. The D. J.

A story a pal of mine
Who worked near the Georgia Line
He's a D.J. in a little country
loved him dear
'Cause he played what they to hear
He built a quite a reputation

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

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

Every morning just past
From the driveway he roar
and he was late again
Then at breakneck speed he'd
To sign the on at five
He had lots of records he must

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

Then one and rainy morn
All four tires were worn
But still he screeched off as fast this time
B.J. had a lot of
But he completely the curve
And he signed off down near the Georgia

Mom sat by the
The voice she heard she know
B.J.'d never been this late
But the road so bad and all
She'd wait a while she called
And then she heard the upon the door

B.J. the D.J. twenty-four
A wreck at ninety an hour
He'll spin the no more