Luyện nghe bài hát Ladies Of The Canyon

Trina wears her wampum
She fills her drawing book line
Sewing on widow's weeds
And filigree on leaf and

Vine and leaf are
And her coat's a one
Sewn in antique
She is a of the canyon

sits you down to eat
She always makes you in
Cats and around her feet
And all are fat and are thin

None are and all are fat
She may bake some brownies
Saying you are welcome
She is canyon lady

Estrella, girl
wrapped in songs and gypsy shawls
Songs like tiny hurled
At mirrors in empty halls

Empty and beveled mirrors
Sailing seas and climbing
Come out for a visit
To be a of the canyon

Trina takes her and thread
And weaves a all her own
Annie bakes her cakes and
And gathers flowers for her

For her she gathers flowers
And Estrella, dear
Colors up the hours
music down the canyon

Coloring the hours
They are the ladies of the