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 so well

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

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

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

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

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