Luyện nghe bài hát Lonesome On'ry And Mean

On a bus
Lord, I'm travelin' this
I'm goin' to
And down to New

Been these highways
doin' things my way
It's making me lonesome
On'ry and

Now her hair was jet
And her name was
she was the cream
Of the basin street

She got
Of that smoky-wine
She began to feel
and mean

We got
And we cashed in our
onto a beggar
Who was mumblin' through the

There's no
From his white dream
On'ry and
and mean

I'm down in valley
the wheels turn so low
At dawn I
To the Lord of my

I say do
Do by me
You know I'm of being lonesome
On'ry and