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.

my table she wandered,
from out of driving rain,
the wrinkles and weathered tear marks,
I saw a face filled pain.

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

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

I her to my table,
and took her off to dry,
I could tell her 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 have gotten along.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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