Luyện nghe bài hát Georgia

WRITER DANIELS

Lamps in the windows bright, over in Santa Fe tonight
Full moon shining down the border
But the ground is hard and the night is
Over here by the track
And I wish to the Lord I was back in Georgia

Blue water in the sun,
Calling me when the day is
Mama, mama for your son

All of my life I've been
the LA streets was paved with gold
Fame and fortune waiting to ya
But it take long to understand
California ain't the land
But at least a man's a man in

skies in the mornin' there
And green trees and breathin' air
Rockabye in my chair

Well it every river in the Georgia moonlight
up where folks are free
The sun comes up the lonely pine trees
'round the Kingsland ridge
I maybe here but my is still
About 90 miles north of

Well I may not make it, a long, long road
But mama I've paid all the I owe
And if I don't you know they gonna me tryin'
They took my songs and they took my
They made me and they made me old
Hell I just born, but I feel just like I'm dying

(refrain)