Luyện nghe bài hát Joanna

This is my story, and it won't long
My is Joanna, and I have done wrong
I was a young girl, no more than thirteen
Killed me a bad man for what he had

out on the west coast, down by Cools Bay
My mamma went every night and day
The were bloomin' for to welcome the sun
Trailers out along the old Highway 101

Now that at the shipyard, the iron works there
all fall the night cruise that sent them away
And there's Donny Dakota, yeah, from down a way
drunk on a Sunday, yeah, down by the bay

Had a face a dark cloud, and his voice like the storms
With no work at all, boys, yeah, he just home
Yeah, he'd wandered the park where I lay
Banged on the wall to scare all us kids

One day I out, and in the sunlight I stood
Told him to fuck off, boy, like no one else
He took a fist full of my hair, and dragged me
To the back of the trailer, and me down on the ground

And as he my dress up I could see the clouds overhead
So airy and bright as it'd thought in my
Oh, the crookies bloomin' for to welcome the sun
lined up out on old Highway 101

That night as I lay in my bed, wide
Lookin' out of my window, out the bay
I rose and I got my mamma's gun from her drawer
She was so soundly as I walked out the door

Found Donny Dakota, from down a way
Asleep in the tall down by the bay
The stars were all and, oh, so red
him three times in the back of the head