Luyện nghe bài hát My Washington Woman

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

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

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

Her daddy was a in Little Rock
She had a mansion on white collared
The morning my Washington woman
Woke up me

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

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

For years I have basked in expensive
Tasted champagne day
I gave up all the things I
For all these I hate

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

My woman sends me
A letter every in a while
Inside a folded page
Is a of my child

All at once, the grows cold
With a of jealousy
And a silence between
My woman and me