Luyện nghe bài hát My Washington Woman

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

The blue collared man in
Never on white collared street
But there was food on the
For my Washington and me

The work slowed down and one day
The foreman me off
That in a tavern down 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

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

My Arkansas woman me
As we crossed the line
But the of Seattle
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 these I hate

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

My Washington woman me
A every once in a while
Inside a folded wordless
Is a picture of my

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