Luyện nghe bài hát Phyllis Ruth

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

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

Should I do, do like you, long with swing eyes
Never about it, Phyllis Ruth
Yeah, I should do as you
Walk right up to, to that box of

Yeah, step up
Yeah, gimme hand
Yeah, Ruth

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

Gimme hand
Oh, Ruth