Luyện nghe bài hát Dixie Flyer

I was born right here, November forty
Dad was a captain in the
Fighting the Germans in
My little momma
Didn't know a in L.A.
So we went down to the Station
our getaway

Got on the Dixie Flyer for New Orleans
the state of Texas to the land of dreams
On the Dixie Flyer for New Orleans
Back to her and her family in the land of dreams

Her own mother came to meet us at the
Her dress as black as a crow in a mine
She cried when her little girl got off the
Her brothers and her sisters came from Jackson, Mississippi
In a great green Hudson driven by a Gentile knew
Drinkin' rye whiskey from a flask in the back
Tryin' to do the Gentiles do
Christ, wanted to be Gentiles, too
Who wouldn't down there, you
An Christian, God damn

On the Dixie Flyer bound for New
to her friends and her family in the land of dreams
On the Dixie Flyer bound for New
the state of Texas to the land of dreams
Across the state of Texas to the land of