Luyện nghe bài hát Lonesome's Last Call

He drinks while he
At the in the air
For him, seems to crawl
got no one at home
So he sits alone
Waiting on lonesome's last

She came in by
Longing to
She was the belle of the ball
But flowers fade
showing touches of gray
And she's waiting on lonesome's last

While the are playing
The dance is swaying
To the beat of an old waltz
Their the hands
Of the on the wall
And waiting on lonesome's call

Soon the will go on
But the they've known
Won't be felt in moment at all
There was in the air
And it their hearts there
Waiting on lonesome's call

While the fiddles are
The floor is swaying
To the beat of an old waltz
Their the hands
Of the clock on the
And waiting on last call

They're waiting on lonesome's last