Luyện nghe bài hát Stella Hurt

You should wear your red
Walking o'er the pride
Streets are paved heaven's pennies
full of suicides

Teddy steadily from grace
Somewhere near
Once she a voice
That she didn't hear on the

Velvet gloves and country
Were going to hold her
Ringing the of silly southern belles
Who to scold her

bring me down
I'm trouble
Blue song, red
Who made Stella

Teddy soon out of sight
up in another town
Changed her name for the
Singing like a bird in a sequin gown

She finally fell and married
But I knew it last
Reversing back the limelight
No one saw her even half plastered

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

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

in the commissary
Opened up a of wine
Checked the of the cork
Said, "Made in 1929"

They used her up, to morale
For money and Old
Her was shot beyond repair
But is not the last act of this story

The night is black as shellac
Abandoned in an
is silent as the grave
Until the drags her through the static

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