Luyện nghe bài hát Julie Anne

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

Now she waits inside this glow
To steal her of grace
satin gloves on her hands these days
To the dancer's age

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

Men don't fear the wells of
For the years bring them something
(Something)
While the women count their
And the in their homes

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

The wintertime's so
wino's have their needs
They that she is younger
they are lonely
The bar room her home
When the lights are low they'll 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 warms a feet