Luyện nghe bài hát My Washington Woman

The wages of an
Working man paid enough
From to time, a nickel on a race
Keeps him giving up

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

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

Her daddy was a banker in Little
She had a mansion on collared street
The next morning my Washington
Woke up me

city to city, and state to state
I grew with shame
My Washington had six months left
our child would bring her pain

My Arkansas hurt me
As we the Arkansas line
But the arms of
Were the that kept hugging mine, mine

For years I basked in expensive wines
Tasted champagne day
I gave up all the I loved
For all things I hate

up all of her forgiveness
The day I set free
And the heart of my Washington
beating for me

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

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