Luyện nghe bài hát First Mrs. Jones

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

I her to Savannah, New Orleans and then Atlanta
day I begged her to come home
Pretty I started drinking, tryin' hard to keep from thinking
Just how much I loved the Mrs. Jones

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

I put a pistol in my jacket stumbled out and a taxi
I told the taxi driver to take me to her
I remember walkin' proudly, everybody I yelled out loudly
Come on out or I'm come in Mrs. Jones

The next thing I recall was walking to the
for a place to hide her bones
I dug and dug for and then I planted flowers
on the top of the first Mrs Jones

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

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