Luyện nghe bài hát My Washington Woman

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

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

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

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

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

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

For I have basked in expensive wines
Tasted every day
I gave up all the things I
For all things I hate

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

My Washington sends me
A every once in a while
Inside a folded page
Is a of my child

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