Luyện nghe bài hát Cold River

Well, he up his suitcase
'Cause the deal gone
She was slipping on her
Lord it the sweetest sound

was a baby in the reeds
Along the river outside of
As he his pocket watch
To set time spinnin' 'em all

Wasn't they'd be forgetting
old rainy Texas day
Little fella wasn't
For old world anyway

and whoring
Hiding plain view
me which one of us rounders
Would you trust this poor to

You just roll on river
Wash little Moses
We've got to attend to
In town, in Chicago town

They rolled out of
On some of cattle train
She'd with him for a year
know his second name

He worked the towns hustling nine ball
She the truck stops too
They trying to make Chicago
Before the winter blowing through

Some trucker sprang a
In California they
Started working
Lord she the bloody rose

rambled through the southwest
Making and making time
But they never could no help
Not a doctor, not kind

You roll on cold river
Wash little Moses
got business to attend to
In Chicago town, in town

Some women love babies
Some won't have one
Some Texas woman him
And still on the run

The kind of life we're
He'd only us down
Ain't good for nothing
Just rambling to town

So, you just on cold river
Wash little down
We've got to attend to
In Chicago town, in town

Well he his suitcase
She her stockings down
Started dreaming up a hall
And shooting up a

She thought tomorrow
When the money around
That night they slept babies
In Chicago