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 was Kentucky, and then Tennessee,
Virginia to Texas, everything in between.
And her name would be from place to place,
And her heart might get sometimes.
With a worn book in her guitar case,
In a house room, her banjo she plays.

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

The road it got dusty, hot, and hard.
Travellin' night noon and mornin' in an old car.
An' she found fame and fortune on the radio waves,
Well, it never easy and she longed to be saved.
hills in Knoxville with their fine white mist,
Settled everything.
Put a in her heart like the devil's kiss:
In the morning light to the King.

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

And it feels so good to your voice,
Rising up mine,
Oh, is a joyous noise.
And I hope someday you understand why my song,
Must be for Him, played for Him,
Written for Him as given by him, yes.

Ooooooh.