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 from up

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

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

Her daddy was a banker in Little
She had a on white collared street
The next morning my Washington
up without me

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

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

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

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

My Washington sends me
A letter every in a while
Inside a wordless page
Is a of my child

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