Luyện nghe bài hát Hannah

I all of my vanity
I peered into the pool
I lost all of my
When I fell in with you

I never knew a man so far
Until' I landed
Where all of my wounds that turn gold
I kissed your hair

Come to me
won't you to come on to me?
And I'll lay this bottle of wine
If you'll be kind to me

Ask her why she cries so
She will not say a
like ice and hands that shake
She takes she deserves

To her emptiness
In a cold and lonely
Sweep the floor with your long flowered
If you find a broom

Come to me
Hannah won't you on to me?
That lay down this bottle of wine
If just be kind to me

She's got hair that right down
Right down to the of her knees
Her he was a preachin' man
And the Lord is to please

So she comes down the Ozark hills
To these streets to roam
a banjo and a Bible
And a tooth comb

Come to me
Hannah won't you on to me?
That lay down this bottle of wine
If just be kind to me

I'd walk one on this broken glass
To down at your feet
Oh Hannah you're the queen of the

I climb the tree my Hannah Lee
My intentions were pure
Oh the did whip and I lost my grip
I tumbled the earth

Where you never guess who it was that stood below
His I would never tell
But his eyes were clear and his arms strong
And me as I fell

Now to me Hannah
Hannah won't you on to me?
And I'll lay this bottle of wine
If just be kind to me

I'd walk one mile on broken glass
To fall at your feet
Hannah you're the of the street
The of the street