Luyện nghe bài hát Ladies Of The Canyon

Trina her wampum beads
She fills her book with line
lace on widows' weeds
And filigree on leaf and
and leaf are filigree
And her a secondhand one
Trimmed antique luxury
She is a of the canyon

Annie you down to eat
She makes you welcome in
Cats and 'round her feet
And all are fat and none are
are thin and all are fat
She may bake some brownies
Saying, you are back
She is another canyon

circus girl
Comes in songs and gypsy shawls
like tiny hammers hurled
At beveled mirrors in empty
Empty and beveled mirrors
Sailing seas and banyans
out for a visit here
To be a lady of the

Trina her paints and her threads
And she weaves a all her own
Annie her cakes and her breads
And she gathers flowers for her
For her she gathers flowers
And Estrella, companion
up the sunshine hours
Pouring down the canyon-
Coloring the hours
They are the ladies of the