Luyện nghe bài hát Little Junior

Ah, my daddy wore a Stetson and a hundred suit
Developed a cravin' for the black blues
At five point sturdy, his way 'round the tables
Let it down boys, I'm it home to the

little junior, such a sad child
I got two months and I'm going through this town

Well like my I've been around too
And as far as cravings I've got a few
Tall naked women, diamonds and
Old age whiskey and all bars

Do their and the weed they smoke
Sittin' on, waitin' for another
Like my lovin' when you your towel
You can bet dollar she ain't comin' around

Little junior, such a sad
I only got two months and I'm going through town

Raised without a mother, so mother myself
And I've been known to some hell
I yell out from the side of town
And strange things happen you see when I'm

All mamas and papas you be on guard
And keep little girl in the yard
I end up in jail, was Saturday night
Well, I'm out on and for the [Incomprehensible]

junior, such a sad child
I only got two months and I'm through this town, gone, gone