Luyện nghe bài hát Pulaski

She was fresh out of
one in her family to go
And seemed like heaven
Pulaski, Tennessee was her

She on losing her southern accent
her back on her Baptist ways
She bought some clothes barely covered
Her skinned body, went to Nashville and caught a plane

The rushed beneath her
As the L.A. smog the air
And she smiled when the airlock
And the Pacific blew through her hair

She thought the boys from Alabama
Who came into town every night
And beer out of big glass quart bottles
And their trail of blood and tears behind

She thought the men in California would be
She'd grown up watching on her TV
But the men she to know in California
her longing for Pulaski, Tennessee

Good ideas always start with a glass
And just breathing here can make a girl's bleed
Dreams live and die just like a stray dog
On a dirt road in Tennessee

The storefronts are all filled up with
As the clear out the street
For a line of with their headlights burning
Driving slow through Pulaski,