Luyện nghe bài hát Ode to Billie Joe

It was the third of June, sleepy, dusty Delta day
I was out cotton, and my brother was balin' hay
And at time we stopped and walked back to the house to eat
And mama hollered out the door, "y'all, remember to wipe your feet!"
And then she said, "I got some this mornin' from Choctaw Ridge
Today, Billy Joe jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge"

And papa said to mama, as he passed around the blackeyed
"Well, Billy Joe never had a of sense; pass the biscuits, please
There's five more acres in the forty I've got to plow"
And said it was shame about Billy Joe, anyhow
like nothin' ever comes to no good up on Choctaw Ridge
And now Billy Joe MacAllister's jumped off the Bridge

And brother said he recollected when he, and Tom, and Joe
Put a frog down my back at the County picture show
And wasn't I talkin' to him after church Sunday night?
"I'll have another piece-a apple pie; you know, it seem right
I saw him at the sawmill on Choctaw Ridge
And now ya tell me Joe's jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge"

And said to me, "Child, what's happened to your appetite?
been cookin' all morning, and you haven't touched a single bite
That young preacher, Brother Taylor, dropped by today
Said he'd be pleased to dinner on Sunday, oh, by the way
He said he saw a that looked a lot like you up on Choctaw Ridge
And she and Billy Joe was throwing off the Tallahatchie Bridge"

A year has come and gone since we heard the news Billy Joe
And brother married Becky they bought a store in Tupelo
There was a virus going 'round; papa it, and he died last spring
And now mama seem to want to do much of anything
And me - I a lot of time pickin' flowers up on Choctaw Ridge
And drop them into the muddy off the Tallahatchie Bridge