Luyện nghe bài hát In A Little Cafe In Georgia

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

Past my she wandered,
out of that driving rain,
through the wrinkles and weathered marks,
I saw a face with pain.

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

As I up to her gently,
and just stood at her side,
I gazed at beautiful 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 touched her on the shoulder,
I hoped not take my gesture wrong,
I thought of those out clothes again,
and how she could gotten along.

she placed her hand in mine,
and held it so tight,
I knew somehow things be ok,
everything would be alright.

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

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

Then as streamed down her face,
her brown looked up at me,
and at that I realized,
our encounter was to be.

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

I told her a story,
two people in love,
the took one of them,
now she to this heart from above.

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

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