Luyện nghe bài hát Southern Rain

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

Bobby sips his coffee
Says I'll be finished the funnies
Looks a storm's coming honey
Guess we'll have to in bed today

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

Marie was in Macon Georgia
She met a west coast
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 night lipstick on his collar
And every I wash it away"

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

Cars alive on streets
Of black water
Like waves my window
Never break roll away

Tonight, this will be my lullaby
cars, my dreams
To me home to stay

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

But it will cease to amaze me
How a little rain can folks crazy
When I'd trade all my clear gladly
For your blue eyes, crooked smile
And a steady

And I've that into every life
A little of it fall
But you'll catch me complaining
About too much of that rain