Luyện nghe bài hát Mountain Fern

She left her home on the mountain as a girl.
And she travelled and rambled all through the world.
And the world was Kentucky, and Tennessee,
Virginia to Texas, everything in between.
And her name be different from place to place,
And her heart might get sometimes.
With a worn prayer book in her case,
In a house room, her banjo she plays.

And the blows the mountain fern,
She sways and in the breeze.
And our Dixie Darlin' is him,
She's fallin' down to her knees.
Do you know who to

The it got dusty, hot, long and hard.
Travellin' night noon and in an old Packard car.
An' she found fame and fortune on the radio waves,
Well, it never came easy and she to be saved.
Those hills in with their fine white mist,
over everything.
Put a chill in her heart like the devil's
In the light turns to the King.

And the wind blows the fern,
She and bends in the breeze.
And our Darlin' is callin' him,
She's fallin' down to her knees.
She knows who to please.

And it feels so good to hear voice,
up with mine,
Oh, is a joyous noise.
And I someday you will understand why my song,
be sung for Him, played for Him,
Written for Him as they're by him, yes.

Ooooooh.