Luyện nghe bài hát Reuben James

James,
In my song you again,
And the that I rhyme
Are just the out of time
From the time I knew you, Reuben James.

James,
All the folks around Madison cussed your name,
Just a no count share croppin' man
Who would steal he can,
And everybody laid the on Reuben James.

James,
you still walk the furrowed of my mind.
The faded shirt, the weathered
The calloused hands the plough
I loved you then and I you now, Reuben James.

Flora Gray, the gossip of County died with child
And although skin was black,
You were the one that turn your back
On the white child with no name, Reuben James.

James, with your mind on my soul
And the in your right hand.
You turn the other cheek,
There's a better world awaiting for the
In my mind these words remain Reuben James

James,
You still walk the fields of my mind
The faded shirt, the brow
The calloused hands the plough
I loved you then and I you now, Reuben James

James,
One dark cloudy day brought you from the fields
And to lonely pine box came
a preacher, me and the rain
Just to one last refrain for Reuben James.

James,
You still the furrowed fields of my mind.
The shirt, the weathered brow,
The calloused hands the plough,
I you then and I love you now, Reuben James.

James,
You still the furrowed fields of my mind.
The faded shirt, the brow
The calloused hands the plough,
I loved you then and I you now, Reuben James.

Reuben James, you still walk the fields of my mind
The shirt, the weathered brow
The calloused hands upon the
I you then and I love you now, Reuben James.