Luyện nghe bài hát First Mrs. Jones

Her real first name was but I'd rather just forget it
So call her the first Mrs. Jones
We were married in September and it till November
one day she just took out on her own

I followed her to Savannah, New Orleans and Atlanta
Every day I begged her to home
Pretty soon I started drinking, tryin' hard to from thinking
Just how I loved the first Mrs. Jones

It was cold and dark one morning just before the day was
When I staggered from a to a phone
When she picked up her receiver, I said you're gonna come or
Either they're gonna be calling you the late Mrs.

I put a pistol in my jacket out and hailed a taxi
I told the taxi to take me to her home
I walkin' proudly, everybody said I yelled out loudly
Come on out or I'm gonna come in Mrs.

The next thing I recall was walking to the
Lookin' for a place to her bones
I dug and dug for hours and then I planted
Right on the top of the first Mrs

Did my little scare you
Oh, oh, oh yes I can see I'm so near you
Little beads of perspiration dot your

you sorry now that you left me
Really now don't you wanna come go me
After all you are the second Mrs.