Luyện nghe bài hát Mildred Madalyn Johnson

Mildred Johnson
in the autumn of 1916
A shy, pretty girl from Texas
Religious and
and kind as a person could be

She loved to in the choir, 'loud and inspired
Her tilted down, keeping time
Or tell stories with friends after
the hour
A Calico cat fast 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 in a hurry
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 'round her shoulders, her foot to the floor
Down to the grocery, wave goodbye
And pray, "Lord, bring her back safe"

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

Madalyn Johnson
Marvelous
I was so to call her my friend