Luyện nghe bài hát Southern Rain

The flies have quit their
Bear has stopped his barking
They all sense something
Up the and headed this way

sips his morning coffee
Says I'll be finished with the
Looks like a coming honey
Guess we'll have to stay in bed

Yeah, heard that into every life
A little of it must
If any truth to the saying
Lord, let it be a southern

was born in Macon Georgia
She met a west lawyer
He plucked sweet magnolia
And carried her to the of west L.A.

She said, "I never I'd tire of a dollar
But this life has so hollow
Every there's lipstick on his collar
And every morning I it away"

She heard that into life
A little of it must
So she her evenings praying
For a little of that southern

Cars on city streets
Of black water
Like waves my window
Never break just roll

Tonight, this rain be my lullaby
These cars, my
To carry me home to

The wipers a rhythm
Truck obscures my vision
But I'm in on my destination
Two more hours and I'll be at door

But it never cease to amaze me
How a little rain can folks crazy
When I'd all my clear skies gladly
For your blue eyes, your crooked
And a downpour

And I've heard that into life
A little of it must
But you'll never me complaining
About too much of that rain