Luyện nghe bài hát Brown-Eyed Women

Gone are the days when the ox fall
Take up the and plow the fields around
Gone are the days the ladies said, 'Please
Gentle Jack Jones, won't you home to me?'

women and red grenadine
The bottle was but the liquor was clean
of the thunder with the rain pourin' down
And it like the old man's gettin' on

1920 he stepped to the bar
Drank to the dregs of the jar
1930 when the caved in
He made his way red-eyed gin

women and red grenadine
The bottle was dusty but the was clean
Sound of the thunder with the rain down
And it looks the old man's gettin' on

Delilah was the mother of twins
Two times and the rest were sins
She raised boys, only I turned bad
Never got the that the other ones had

Brown-eyed and red grenadine
The bottle was but the liquor was clean
Sound of the with the rain pourin' down
And it looks like the old man's on

down shack in Bigfoot county
Snowed so that the roof caved in
Jones went to meet her God
And the old man never was the again

Brown-eyed women and red
The bottle was but the liquor was clean
Sound of the thunder with the rain down
And it looks like the old gettin' on

made whiskey and he made it well
Cost two dollars and it like hell
I cut hickory to fire the still
Drink a bottle and ready to kill

Brown-eyed and red grenadine
The was dusty but the liquor was clean
Sound of the thunder with the rain pourin'
And it looks like the old gettin' on
Yeah, it looks like the old man's