Luyện nghe bài hát Reuben James

James,
In my you live again,
And the that I rhyme
Are just the footsteps out of
From the time when I knew you, James.

James,
All the folks around County cussed your name,
Just a no share croppin' colored man
Who steal anything he can,
And laid the blame on Reuben James.

James,
you still walk the furrowed of my mind.
The faded shirt, the brow
The calloused upon the plough
I loved you and I love you now, Reuben James.

Flora Gray, the gossip of Madison died with child
And although your was black,
You were the one that didn't turn back
On the white child with no name, Reuben James.

Reuben James, with your mind on my
And the bible in right hand.
You said the other cheek,
There's a better awaiting for the meek
In my mind words remain from Reuben James

James,
You still walk the furrowed fields of my
The faded shirt, the weathered
The calloused upon the plough
I loved you then and I love you now, Reuben

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

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

James,
You still walk the furrowed of my mind.
The faded shirt, the brow
The calloused upon the plough,
I loved you then and I love you now, James.

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