Luyện nghe bài hát Georgia

WRITER CHARLIE

Lamps in the burnin' bright, over in Santa Fe tonight
Full moon shining down the border
But the ground is and the night is black
Over here by the railroad
And I wish to the that I was back in Georgia

Blue water in the sun,
Calling me the day is done
Mama, mama pray for son

All of my life been told
That the LA streets was with gold
Fame and fortune waiting to ya
But it didn't take to understand
ain't the promised land
But at least a a man in Georgia

Blue in the mornin' there
And there's trees and breathin' air
Rockabye in my easy

Well it seems river in the Georgia moonlight
Flowing up folks are free
The sun comes up through the pine trees
Over 'round the Kingsland
I maybe but my mind is still
About 90 north of Jacksonville

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

(refrain)