Luyện nghe bài hát Rose in Paradise

She was a flower for the
Her beauty cut like a knife
He was a from Macon
He swore he'd her all a his life

He bought her a on the mountain
With a formal and a lot a land
But paradise her prison
That Georgia was a jealous man

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

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

Now the is an old man
That mansion's down
He all day and he stares at the garden
Not a trace of her was found

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

Now a rose out in the garden
It's beauty cuts like a knife
say that it even grows in the winter time
And blooms in the of the night