Luyện nghe bài hát My Washington Woman

The wages of an
man never paid enough
From time to time, a nickel on a
Keeps him giving up

The blue collared man in
Never lives on white street
But there was on the table
For my woman and me

The slowed down and then one day
The foreman me off
That night in a tavern down to my dime
I met a girl Arkansas

Her was a banker in Little Rock
She had a mansion on white street
The next morning my woman
up without me

From city to city, and to state
I grew with shame
My Washington woman had six left
Before our child would bring her

My Arkansas hurt me
As we crossed the Arkansas
But the of Seattle
Were the arms that hugging mine, mine

For years I have in expensive wines
Tasted champagne day
I gave up all the I loved
For all these things I

up all of her forgiveness
The day I set myself
And the heart of my woman
Stopped for me

My Washington sends me
A letter every once in a
Inside a folded wordless
Is a picture of my

All at once, the room grows
With a of jealousy
And there's a between
My woman and me