Luyện nghe bài hát On Your Way Down

I've the bright lights of Memphis
And the Commodore
And underneath a street lamp I met a Southern
Well she took me to the river, she cast her spell
And in that Southern moonlight, she sang a so well

If you'll be my dixie chicken, be your Tennessee lamb
And we can walk together in dixieland
Down in

Well we made all the hot spots. My money flowed wine
Then that low down Southern whiskey to fog my mind
And I don't remember church or the money I put down
On the picket fence and boardwalk of the house at the edge of town
But boy do I remember the strain of her
The nights we spent together, and the way she my name

If you'll be my dixie chicken, I'll be Tennessee lamb
And we can together down in dixieland
in dixieland

Well it's been a year she ran away
Yes that guitar player sure could
She always liked to sing
She's handy with a song
Then one in the lobby of the Commodore Hotel
I to meet a bartender who said he knew her well
And as he handed me a drink he to hum a song
And all the boys there, at the bar, to sign along

If you'll be my chicken, I'll be your Tennessee lamb
And we can walk down in dixieland
Down in