Luyện nghe bài hát Brown-Eyed Women

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

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

when he stepped to the bar
Drank to the of the whiskey jar
1930 when the walls in
He his way sellin' red-eyed gin

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

Delilah was the mother of twins
Two over and the rest were sins
She raised eight boys, only I bad
Never got the things the other ones had

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

Tumble down in Bigfoot county
Snowed so that the roof caved in
Delilah went to meet her God
And the old man never was the same

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

Daddy made whiskey and he it well
two dollars and it burnt like hell
I cut hickory just to fire the
Drink down a and ready to kill

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