Luyện nghe bài hát Cries a Girl

I was on a dirt road ghost town.
Stray dogs, nine the gold mine closed down.
I knew the like the back of my hand,
and I shoot the breeze with the roots of trees.

Or go down by the river, the way the devil danced,
but never took his even though I did have several chances.
slept when the morning dew turned to frost.
Darkness moved in and somebody a cross.

Girl named Stella was prettier than you'd imagine.
The town should've gave her the for the beauty pageant.
But instead, some local pinhead spreading rumors
about the Kewen's inbred, and what's worse:

People believed it. The was dirt poor,
down on their luck, so that made it more.
Picking up or mowing the grass,
at this point, Stella going to class.

You know how ridicule a kid in school
and this shit's enough to make feel like a misfit.
She made herself invisible and hid in a of mirrors.
Whenever the stops, so do the teardrops.

Fear is forever, and lies legend
slowly exponentially.
She should've been a cover treated like a princess,
but an enigma haunted by the stigma of incest.

(x2):
She tried to the scars;
Her reminds me of the stars
I saw diamonds
the corners of her

......Stella
......Stella

One horse town known for the softness.
Little old house, burned down post office.
Blueberries and bull rushes a with a tire(d) swing
Volunteer fireman's affair, the whole thing.

Stella was heartbroken, to start smoking.
Bad taste in her mouth, she grew her sad face.
Her few friends worried, her parents were proud of her.
But she never escaped from the cloud cover.

A reduced, she was eaten by a monster.
And after all these years, a past that still her,
whispers her name when she's trying instead
to to music in her bed.

Now, the story of Stella is one every child knows,
but the witch in the woods is more a wild rose.
.......Stella
.......Stella

(Chorus x2)

.......Stella
.......Stella