Luyện nghe bài hát Fiddle

Step the spotlight
Of this show
Went the room
Those big blue look in my soul
I was singing fatal
How was I to
boy would change my plans

Louisiana soldiers to have it all
As that old red curtain
I began to
I was packing up my
He was waiting the hall
When the real show

Cause to win my strings
And promised me the
me hard
Until I out of tune
my song
And he me worn out in riddle
Played me like a

I should have gone
And taken his and his backside
When he went and me one thing
And then turned and lied
Well I lost all my
But I kept my pride
And he was sure good for

to win my heart strings
And promised me the
me hard
Until I cried out of
my song
And he let me worn out in
me like a
Hey

Now ladies you
Of those in unassuming
He might look so
But its a disguise
Hes just
For a total of lies
In his little tiny

Cause to win my strings
And me the moon
Played me
Until I out of tune
my song
And he let me of in riddle
Played me like a