Luyện nghe bài hát Lucille

Well, Lucille was a and I was a boy
And it was obvious that she more
Than a man her age give her
And was me
I was as a summer squall
Blowin' through town no at all
I was wilder than even she could
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 hanging on just as tight as she could
And it was
But it sure was
Well, Lucille was and I was nineteen
And you know it never me
Not when they called out in the bar
I'd get tough and I'd bust heads
Lucille laugh when the cops got there
We'd sneak out the and take off in my car
I had a Jet 428
In a '65
And it ran
Take it on out to where that gravel turns to
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
Well, week I turned forty-five
When I up
Well, out in the
My had fixed that old car up for me
had it in the garage for a week or two
And I got it back it was good as new
I started it up and I took off the highway
I drove on up to Randolph
There's an old home there past the lights
And Lucille sitting out there in the
I her around to the passenger door
I picked her up and put her in car
And we took off a dust bowl hurricane
And that Jet 428
And that '65 well it ran great
Took it on out to where that gravel turns to
it on up to 110
Tires in and out of the bend
And Lucille hanging on just as as she could
And it was
But it sure was