Luyện nghe bài hát B. J. The D. J.

A bout a friend of mine
Who worked down near the Line
A DJ in a country station

loved him dear
'Cause he what they liked to hear
He built himself a reputation

At hops he stayed out late
And his mom always wait
To see if he had made it alive

She against his loss of sleep
And driving in that old heap
And that he had to be at work by

BJ the DJ, living much too fast
And if you don't your ways
Don't see how you can

Every just past four
From the driveway he would
He and he was late again

Then at speed
He'd drive to sign the on at five
He had lots of records he spin

His mom sat by the
Until his voice her "Hello"
She knew then that he made it alright

Then she'd say a prayer
be safe for he was there
And she'd up for him again tonight

one cold and rainy morn
All the tires were worn
But he scratched off just as fast as time

BJ had a lot of
But he completely the curve
And he off down near the Georgia Line

Mom sat by the
The voice she heard she didn't
BJ'd never been this before

But the road so bad
And all she'd wait a while before she
And then she heard the knock upon the

BJ the DJ only twenty
A wreck at ninety miles an
spin the hits no more