Luyện nghe bài hát Jenny

On a Saturday night, all the run free
Singing, "Bury me not on the Prairie"
But do you go when you finish broken-hearted?
to the dust, where you started

Jenny cut her teeth in a shack
As a girl, on the wrong end of the tracks
Her mama taught her everything need to get along
And her Sunday teacher taught her right and wrong

Raised to be respectable but to be poor
It was all ever known but she figured there was more
When she of age, Jenny made herself a vow
"I'm gonna get out and I don't how"

It appeared every Autumn on the lawn
And the leaves never fell the carnival was gone
Michael was a barker for an ride
a smooth-talk tongue and a wandering eye

"Get tickets here for the Halls O'Mirrors maze
If you can't get out, I know a ways"
He Jenny's eye but her thoughts looked down
All she wanted was a ticket out of that town

How, how I wanna you
How, bury you and run away, away
How, how I wanna bury memory
Why you let me be?

Michael stole a kiss, he whispered at last
"You're a little old-fashioned, so forget about past
These belt folks think living is a sin
So all start dying from the day they're born again"

And there atop the Ferris wheel, the colors were a
The morning, said he loved her but she wasn't sure
He made her promise not to leave he came to get her
She promised him but she should known better
She cried, she

How, how I bury you
How, bury you and run away, done
How, how I wanna your memory
Why you let me be?

On a train,
Jesus loves you still and mama wants you home
But oh, bridges
When you carry your shame and you you can't return

How, how I bury you
How, you and run away, done away
How, how I bury your memory

When they found her body on a cold dog day
It was in a car, buried in the hay
A note in the of her calico dress
Said, "I'm guilty as sin but I confess

you know the truth, you can hide it on a shelf
But you bring it down, you can't live with yourself
In her hand, Jenny held the Bible of her mother
Jenny had a in the other

On a Saturday night, all the run free
Singing, "Bury me not on the Prairie"
But where do you go you finish broken-hearted?
to the dust where you started