Luyện nghe bài hát Rose in Paradise

She was a for the takin'
Her beauty cut like a knife
And he was a banker from
He he'd love her all a his life

He her a mansion on the mountain
a formal garden and a lot of land
But paradise became her
That Georgia banker was a man

Every time he'd about her
You see the fire in his eyes
He'd say, "I would walk through hell on
To keep my in paradise"

He hired a man to the garden
And keep an eye on her he was gone
Some say they ran away
say the gardener left alone

Now the is an old man
And the crumbling down
He sits all day and stares at the
Not a trace of her was found

Every time talk about her
You could see the in his eyes
He'd say, "I would through hell on Sunday
To keep my in paradise"

Now a rose out in the garden
It's beauty cuts just a knife
They say that it even in the winter time
And in the dead of the night