Luyện nghe bài hát In A Little Cafe In Georgia

In a little in Georgia,
of Atlanta way,
she walked my life,
dark and stormy day.

Past my she wandered,
from out of that rain,
through the wrinkles and tear marks,
I saw a face filled pain.

I just sat there with a heart,
with a case of the blues,
for she an old raggedy raincoat,
and a of wornout shoes.

As I up to her gently,
and stood there at her side,
I gazed at that face,
the tears that she had cried.

I her to my table,
and her coat off to dry,
I could her heart was filled with sorrow,
I didn't want to pry.

As I softly her on the shoulder,
I she'd not take my gesture wrong,
I thought of those out clothes again,
and how she could have along.

Then she her hand in mine,
and it ever so tight,
I knew things would be ok,
everything would be alright.

I her if she was hungry,
if she wanted to eat,
but she just sat quietly,
in her seat.

I placed my arm her,
to try and her warm,
I was she had wandered in,
from that dreadful storm.

Then as tears streamed her face,
her eyes looked up at me,
and at moment I realized,
our encounter was to be.

She told me the love of her had died,
two ago this day,
I held her to me,
for the right words to say.

I her a little story,
'bout two in love,
the took one of them,
now she speaks to this from above.

As tears down my cheek,
she placed her against mine,
then if I was ok,
I her now I'd be fine.

Now when I think of day so long ago,
I get down on my and pray,
I thank the Lord for bringing two together,
in little ol' cafe.