Luyện nghe bài hát Poem For My Little Lady

She's young and and kind
And she a whole lot better
a guitar picking drifter
Who never gave a

And if loving me is all she wants
So I'm let her
And I'll try to be the of man
She I am

She makes little kitten sounds
And when I love her
She me feel so bad
And in me

She whispers how she can not
To be my mother
She's the glimpse of God
I've ever

Her mama should warned her
Never take up with a
For poets travel roads
In search of truth and

I'm the blemish on her virgin soul
But she don't it
And I thank the Lord she's gentle
By my side