Luyện nghe bài hát Dixie Chicken (Live Version)

I've seen the lights of Memphis and the Commodore Hotel
And, underneath a lamp I met a Southern Belle
Well, she took me to the where she cast her spell
And, in that southern moonlight she sang the so well

If you'll be my Dixie Chicken, I'll be your Tennessee
And we can walk down in Dixieland
in Dixieland

Well, we made all the hot spots - my money like wine
And then that lowdown whiskey began to fog my mind
And I don't remember church bells or the money I put
On the white picket fence and boardwalk of the house at the edge of
Oh, but boy do I the strain of her refrain
And the nights we together, and the way she called my name

If you'll be my Dixie Chicken, be your Tennessee Lamb
And we can together down in Dixieland
in Dixieland

Well, it's been a year since she ran away - guess that guitar player sure play
She always liked to sing along - she's handy with a song
Then one night in the of the Commodore Hotel
I chanced to meet a bartender who he knew her well
And as he handed me a he began to hum a song
And all the there at the bar began to sing along

If you'll be my Dixie Chicken, I'll be your Lamb
And we can walk down in Dixieland
in Dixieland