Luyện nghe bài hát Mildred Madalyn Johnson

Mildred Madalyn
in the autumn of 1916
A shy, pretty from east Texas
Religious and
Humble and kind as a could be

She loved to sing in the choir, and inspired
Her tilted down, keeping time
Or tell stories friends after supper
the hour
A cat fast asleep at her side

And she loved to her big red car
Though she see over the hood very far
back out the driveway
And point that thing the road
say, "Lord, there she goes"

Her hair was and messy
She walked in a
Worried wasting the day
Some nights she sat at her
long letters
Falling with a pen in her hand

And she loved to her big red car
A scarf 'round her shoulders, her to the floor
Down to the grocery, she'd wave
And pray, "Lord, bring her back safe"

And she loved to her big red car
Though she couldn't see the hood very far
She'd back out the
And point that thing down the
say, "Lord, there she goes"

Mildred Johnson
woman
I was so lucky to call her my