Luyện nghe bài hát Mildred Madalyn Johnson

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

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

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

Her hair was silver and
She in a hurry
Worried wasting the day
Some she sat at her dresser
long letters
Falling with a pen in her hand

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

And she to drive her big red car
Though she see over the hood very far
She'd back out the
And point thing down the road
We'd say, "Lord, she goes"

Mildred Madalyn
woman
I was so lucky to call her my