Luyện nghe bài hát Rose In Paradise

She was a for the taking
Her beauty cut just like a
He was a banker Macon
He swore to her all his life

He bought her a mansion on a
With a garden and a lot of land
But paradise became her
That Georgia banker was a man

Every time he'd talk her
You could see the fire in his
He'd say, "I would walk hell on Sunday,
to keep my in paradise"

He a man to tend the garden
Keep an eye on her while he was
say they ran away together
Some say that left alone

Now the is an old man
mansion's crumbling down
He sits all day and at the garden
Not a of her was ever found

time he talks about her
You can see the fire in his
He says, "I would walk hell on Sunday,
to my rose in paradise"

Now a rose out in the garden
Its beauty cuts just a knife
They say it even grows in the time
And in the dead of the night