Luyện nghe bài hát Joanna

This is my story, and it won't take
My name is Joanna, and I done wrong
When I was a girl, no more than thirteen
me a bad man for what he had seen

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

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

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

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

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

That night as I lay in my bed, awake
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 grass by the bay
The stars all shinin' and, oh, so red
Shot him three times in the back of the