Luyện nghe bài hát Phyllis Ruth

The chill of Coffeeville, in those hills still
of her face so white
The chill of Coffeeville, Lord, pray it be Your
That she dwell in Your house

As one spirit, yes, she goes where it goes
What my little girl sees the sill, nobody knows
As one spirit, yeah, she goes where it leads
Oh, boy, that's where my little feeds

I do, do like you, look long with swing eyes
Never talk it, Phyllis Ruth
Yeah, I do as you would
right up to, to that box of wood

Yeah, step up
Yeah, gimme hand
Yeah, Phyllis

How far is heaven, go tonight
Be a man it, boy, an' hold you tight
How far is heaven, I'll go
Be a man it, boy, an' hold you tight, yeah

your hand
Oh, Phyllis