Luyện nghe bài hát Georgia

WRITER CHARLIE

Lamps in the windows burnin' bright, over in Fe tonight
Full shining down along the border
But the is hard and the night is black
Over by the railroad track
And I wish to the that I was back in Georgia

water in the Indian sun,
Calling me the day is done
Mama, pray for your son

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

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

Well it seems river in the Georgia moonlight
Flowing up where folks are
The sun comes up through the lonely pine
Over 'round the ridge
I maybe but my mind is still
90 miles north of Jacksonville

Well I may not make it, a long, long road
But I've paid 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 me hard and they made me old
Hell I just been born, but I just like I'm dying

(refrain)