Luyện nghe bài hát Mildred Madalyn Johnson

Mildred Johnson
Born in the of 1916
A shy, pretty girl from east
Religious and
Humble and kind as a could be

She loved to in the choir, 'loud and inspired
Her tilted down, keeping time
Or tell stories with friends supper
Ignoring the
A cat fast asleep at her side

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

Her hair was silver and
She walked in a
Worried about the day
nights she sat at her dresser
Composing long
Falling asleep a pen in her hand

And she to drive her big red car
A scarf her shoulders, her foot to the floor
Down to the grocery, she'd wave
And we'd pray, "Lord, bring her safe"

And she loved to her big red car
Though she couldn't see over the hood far
back out the driveway
And that thing down the road
say, "Lord, there she goes"

Mildred Johnson
Marvelous
I was so lucky to her my friend