Luyện nghe bài hát On Your Way Down

I've seen the bright lights of
And the Hotel
And underneath a lamp I met a Southern belle
Well she took me to the river, where she her spell
And in that Southern moonlight, she sang a song so

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

Well we made all the hot spots. My money like wine
Then that low down Southern began to fog my mind
And I remember church bells or the money I put down
On the white picket fence and of the house at the edge of town
But boy do I remember the of her refrain
The nights we spent together, and the way she called my

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

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

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