Luyện nghe bài hát Fallen Women

She me some of a blue eyed doll a strange look there in her eyes
Surprisingly quick with her movements a woman who's learned to survive
She empties the ashtrays and passes the in a crude but professional style
And her facial contortions are painfully set in a look that resembles a
The small crowded bar roars loud its approval of some verbal that she's dealt
By telling a trucker the Redball Express to have intercourse with himself
In my mind I can see her room the place where the lives
The and the curlers and the old panty hose
And the ceiling leaks like a sieve
And there's of Merle and Johnny and June and Kennedy there with a flag
And a letter home that she's read ten times and an old blue traveling bag
You know man she loves ah he's puttin' her on
But no could love him more
And in her mind their ship will sail to a hundred shores
Lord get no pity from me no she's tough and she wouldn't care
But life is made up of wishes and dreams and she's had more than her
As I sit here and drink and for a song I think I just found me one
There's a difference in a fallen woman and one who is still on