Luyện nghe bài hát Lucille

Well, was a woman and I was a boy
And it was obvious she wanted more
Than a man her age could her
And was me
I was wild as a squall
Blowin' through no direction at all
I was wilder even she could believe
I had Jet 428
In a '65
And it ran
Take it on out to where that gravel turns to
it on up to 110
Tires in and out of the bends
And Lucille on just as tight as she could
And it was
But it sure was
Well, Lucille was fifty and I was
And you know it bothered me
Not even when called out in the bar
I'd get tough and I'd some heads
would laugh when the cops got there
We'd out the back and take off in my car
I had a Jet 428
In a '65
And it ran
it on out to where that gravel turns to road
it on up to 110
Tires in and out of the bends
And Lucille hanging on just as as she could
And it was
But it was good
Well, last week I forty-five
When I up
Well, out in the
My wife had fixed old car up for me
She'd had it in the garage for a or two
And when I got it back it was as new
I started it up and I took off down the
I on up to Randolph Heights
There's an old home there past the lights
And Lucille out there in the shade
I wheeled her around to the door
I her up and put her in that car
And we took off like a dust hurricane
And that Jet 428
And that '65 well it ran great
Took it on out to where that gravel to road
it on up to 110
Tires screaming in and out of the
And Lucille hanging on just as as she could
And it was
But it was good