Luyện nghe bài hát B. J. The D. J.

A story bout a friend of
Who worked down near the Line
A DJ in a little country

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

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

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

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

Every morning past four
From the driveway he roar
He overslept and he was late

Then at speed
drive to sign the station on at five
He had lots of he must spin

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

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

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

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

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

But with the so bad
And all wait a while before she called
And then she heard the knock upon the

BJ the DJ only twenty
A wreck at ninety an hour
He'll spin the hits no