Luyện nghe bài hát The First Mrs. Jones

Her real first name was Betty but I'd rather just it
So call her the First Mrs Jones
We were married in September and it lasted till
one day she just took out on her own
I her to Savannah New Orleans and then Atlanta
Every day I begged her to come
Pretty I started drinking tryin' hard to keep from thinking
how much I loved the First Mrs Jones
It was cold and dark one morning just before the day was
When I staggered from a to a phone
When she picked up her receiver I said you're come back or either
They're gonna be calling you the Late Mrs
I put a pistol in my jacket stumbled out and hailed a
I told taxi to take me to her home
I walkin' proudly everybody said I yelled out loudly
Come on out or I'm come in Mrs Jones
Then next thing I recall was walking to the
for a place to hide her bones
I dug and dug for hours and then I flowers
on the top of the First Mrs Jones
Did my little story you oh I can see cause I'm so near you
beads of perspiration dot your clothes
Aren't you now that you left me
Really now doesn't you want to come go me
After all you are the Mrs Jones