Luyện nghe bài hát The Ballad Of Jay And Rose Mary

The sun was rising slowly, furnace hot at
Jay was in his hammock on a horn
I was in the kitchen stale cakes
Thinking about Mary and how the cookie breaks.

All in all, its just down-home day.

Rose Mary was nineteen, slender as a
Jay was else, a bullfrog in a pond
A in disguise, a rattler in a sack
If you cared to call it, he would double you back.

Mary was smitten, she fell for Jay in style
Just like Robert Mitchum, full of with a smile
Fluttered her eye lashes, an inch of hunch
Jay was like a schoolboy, a kid in of lunch.

Jay took her to a dinner and her of his power
He checked into a hotel room but only an hour
Rose Mary was no mug, she miss a thing
When Jay on the gas, whipping off his ring.

His wedding ring was buried in the pocket of his
Which Mary was going through while Jay was scratching ants
He opened up the bathroom door, feeling ill at
But Rose Mary was gone with his clothing and his keys.

I was getting to round up missing steers
When Rose Mary knocking in a crocodile of tears
She asked me what my was, I said my name was Jay
She asked me did I sleep well? I said everyday.

They say money talks, mine just said goodbye.