Luyện nghe bài hát Julie Anne

An urban light hit's a bartender's
'Cause it's closin' again
Last call rang out a long time ago
In the heart of Julie

Now she waits inside midnight glow
To her dance of grace
White satin gloves on her hands days
To the dancer's age

The wintertime's so
Even wino's have their
pretend that she is younger
When are lonely
The bar room floor's her
When the lights are low they'll for more
How it to hear them say she is only
Old Julie

Men fear the wells of time
For the will bring them something
(Something)
While the count their wrinkles
And the children in their

But if I'm here tomorrow
I am blessed in the of chance
To the hands of a bird in flight
In the dance of Julie

The wintertime's so
Even wino's their needs
They that she is younger
When they are
The bar room her home
When the are low they'll call for more
How it to hear them say she is only
Old Anne

Oh, Anne
Don't go to
Just pick your heart up off that wino's
And let the whiskey be your
Who makes the winter
And a dancer's feet