Luyện nghe bài hát Lord, Send Me an Angel

Good Lord, good Lord, send me an down
Can't you no angel, I'll send you a teasin' brown
That new way of loving, swear it must be the
These Georgia won't let Mr. McTell rest

was a cry on the corner, went to see what it could be
Must be women, tryin' to get the best of me
down to the sheriff, suitcase in my hand
All the run cryin', saying, "Mr. Mac, won't you be my man?"

My baby studyin' evil, and I'm evil too
Gonna hang round here to see what my gon' do
I can't be trusted, and I be satisfied
When the men see me comin', go pin their womens to their side

Love my loving, to get it any time of day
To get my right lovin', I'm to south Georgia right away
I got three womens, yellow, and black
Take the governor of Georgia to which one I like

One woman's Atlanta yellow, the is Macon brown
But the Statesboro blackskin will turn your down
So bye bye baby; I'll see you some day
And you'll be sorry you your man away