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 the fridge

Last year about time
We used to climb up in the
Just to sway there in some
Now the on the street
want Cherokee Louise

People like to
are waggin' over fences
Waggin' over
All doors are locked
God she even come to our own house
But I know she'll go

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

Ever since we 13
like a minefield walking to the door
Going out you get the 3rd
And in you get the 3rd World War

Tuesday after
We put our on the rails
And the train went by
We were jumpin' like fools
Goin', "Look, no or tails"
Goin', "Look, my prize"

She runs home to her dad
He opens up a
And he yanks her to her
Oh be here, please
My friend poor Louise

Louise is hiding in this tunnel
In the Bridge
crawling on our knees
I've got and Silver Screen
I know she is

The place you can stand
And press your like it was bubble bath
In dust high as me, down under the street
My poor Cherokee Louise, oh Cherokee Louise

Louise
Cherokee
Louise
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