Luyện nghe bài hát Phyllis Ruth

The chill of Coffeeville, she's in hills still
of her face so white
The chill of Coffeeville, Lord, pray it be will
That she dwell in Your tonight

As one spirit, yes, she goes where it goes
What my little girl sees from the sill, knows
As one with spirit, yeah, she goes it leads
Oh, boy, that's my little girl feeds

Should I do, do like you, look long with eyes
Never talk about it, Phyllis
Yeah, I do as you would
Walk right up to, to that box of

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, go tonight
Be a man about it, boy, an' hold you tight,

Gimme hand
Oh, Phyllis