Luyện nghe bài hát Suwannee Jo

Idiot to New York City
Living in a and lookin' big and pretty
the munch for business lunch
But feet bleed under the table

But Jo, you're dark and slow
You dance with a and you're filled with ghosts
You smell liquor and you're high as a hawk
You laugh to but you talk like a rock

Kate, back in the Haight
Doesn't the phone and eats like a tapeworm
She met Mr. in '89
But she's a hundred pounds and won't go outside

But Suwannee Jo, you're dark and
You dance a broom and you're filled with ghosts
Suwannee Jo, beautiful gold
You can take a woman's husband but you don't to marry him
You want to hold him

Nora Mable, behind table
Expensive knowledge ten years of college
But when it comes to livin', the isn't written
Your brain's under 'M', in the library

Jo, you follow your soul
Nothing more important than your soul