Luyện nghe bài hát Stella Hurt

You should wear your red
Walking the city pride
Streets are with heaven's pennies
Gutters full of

steadily fell from grace
Somewhere near
she overheard a voice
That she hear on the radio

Velvet gloves and country
Were never to hold her
the necks of silly southern belles
Who wanted to her

Don't me down
I'm trouble
Blue song, red
Who made hurt?

soon dropped out of sight
Turned up in town
Changed her name for the
Singing like a blue bird in a sequin

She fell and married well
But I knew it last
Reversing into the limelight
No one ever saw her even half

bring me down
I'm bound
song, red alert
Who Stella hurt?

Then she saw those boys
Throw bonnets in the air
Self-made men would pledge their
And of her and dream of her

Generals in the
up a case of wine
Checked the perfume of the
Said, "Made in 1929"

They her up, to raise morale
For and Old Glory
Her voice was beyond repair
But this is not the last act of this

The night is black as shellac
in an attic
Stella is as the grave
Until the needle her through the static

Don't me down
I'm bound
Blue song, red
Who made hurt?