Luyện nghe bài hát Little Georgia Rose

Now and listen to my story
A that I know is true
A little rose that in Georgia
With hair of gold and a so true

Way down in the ridge mountains
Way down the tall pines grow
Lives my of the mountains
She's my little rose

Her left her with another
A life she had planned
The now she is a lady
The one her mother couldn't

We often sing those together
I watched her do her part
She smiled at me I would tell her
That she was my