Luyện nghe bài hát Dozen Pairs Of Boots

It looks I go always get myself in trouble
Cause the girls I pick on ain't the kind
And I wind up running barefoot to hell and think of
Cause the neck I value of all is mine

That's why I left the blue shirt on the bed post in Seattle
My float on San Francisco Bay
And I left the Stetson hanging in the hallway down in
And a dozen of boots along the way

Now Betty was a thing I was courting in Seattle
She swore to me she was nobody's
But how was I to know she had a big as Dallas
And I bid one good shirt for one good life

why I left the blue shirt hanging...
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Now Susie had a big yacht we in the harbor
She said she was alone at least
When he climbed aboard I swam for shore praying I could get
Lost the Levi's while I made my

why I left the blue shirt hanging...
That's why I left the shirt hanging...