Luyện nghe bài hát Jim Dean of Indiana

It was on an Indiana farm, in the of the country
Growin' in the of grain, Jim Dean of Indiana
His died when he was a boy, his father was a stranger
Marcus took him in, nobody seemed to want him

The hired man sang a storm [unverified], sometimes he'd beat him
'Cause he would never do the chores, he was in dreaming
He never seemed to find a play with the and the farmers
So he had to leave one day, he to be an actor

Once he'd back to the farm with starlets from the stages
They locked themselves inside his room, the turned their faces
A neighbor ran from the house, chickens they were scattered
He swore he saw upon the screen, Jim of Indiana

He a boy without a home, torn with no tomorrow
out to touch someone, a stranger in the shadow
The left for the movie town, they drove across the country
They hoped that he would stay and they hoped he would be friendly

He talked to them for half an hour but he was busy
He for the Grapevine Road 1, they left for Indiana
Then Marcus heard on the radio that a star was dying
He turned the way down low, so Ortense could go on sleeping

It was not until they reached the where the hired man was waiting
The rushed silent through the grain, it was just as they had told him
They buried him just down the road, a mile from the farm
That is where I placed a for Jim Dean of Indiana