Luyện nghe bài hát In A Little Cafe In Georgia

In a little in Georgia,
of Atlanta way,
she into 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 filled pain.

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

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

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

As I softly her on the shoulder,
I hoped not take my gesture wrong,
I thought of worn out clothes again,
and how she could gotten along.

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

I her if she was hungry,
if she something 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,
away from that storm.

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

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

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

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

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