Luyện nghe bài hát The Refrain Of John Dillon James

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Oh, John James was my good time country buddy
Well, we hunted, and fished his last days away
He was just a farm hand, worked old man Walker's land
on his 68th birthday
Yeah, he wore a size sixteen shoe, had skin alligator
Lord, he could pick up a deer and walk out of those woods
Old Dillon had a tales but he sung me one refrain
And I recall that by John Dillon James

One July morning I met him at the fishing hole
But old Dillon wasn't toting his half pint of tin
His roll your own string was a-hanging from his pocket
His were red as beets, looked like he cried
And I know he sat on knees cause his overalls muddy
But my ten old mind didn't understand
He sat down on the bank and wrote this four refrain
And I recall that song by John James

Well, I got my for the ride in the sky
been talking to the man, I'm gonna fly
Paid the price down on my
A voice from promised me
I got my for the ride in the sky

Well, it was one year to the day on a Monday morning
I waited at the fishing hole but old Dillon, he didn't
Daddy down about noon, and said
Son, I've got some
Lord's rested old soul
Yeah, and I walked up to his
Looked at old big Dillon
Lord knows I saw a pair of wings
That set but I felt good, for at last I understood
refrain sung by John Dillon James