Luyện nghe bài hát Cherokee Louise

Cherokee Louise is in this tunnel
In the Broadway
We're on our knees
We've got flashlights and
We've got cold cuts from the

year about this time
We used to up in the branches
Just to there in some breeze
Now the on the street
They want Louise

like to talk
Tongues are waggin' fences
Waggin' over
All their doors are
God she can't even to our own house
But I know where go

To the place you can stand
And press your hands like it was bubble
In piled high as me, down under the street
My friend poor Cherokee

Ever since we 13
It's like a walking to the door
out you get the 3rd degree
And in you get the 3rd World War

Tuesday school
We put our pennies on the
And when the went by
We were jumpin' like fools
Goin', "Look, no or tails"
Goin', "Look, my prize"

She home to her foster dad
He opens up a
And he her to her knees
Oh be here, please
My poor Cherokee Louise

Louise is hiding in this tunnel
In the Broadway
We're on our knees
I've got Archie and Silver
I where she is

The where you can stand
And your hands like it was bubble bath
In dust piled high as me, under the street
My friend poor Cherokee Louise, oh Cherokee

Louise
Cherokee
Louise
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