Luyện nghe bài hát Tornado Girl!

Sandy has seen a more times than she's seen the grateful dead...
She in oklahoma,
Where the storms prairie fed,
And the keep on mounting,
It's been times and counting
That she's in the path of
Splintered trees and twisted
That connect the dots trailer parks
With destruction that's painted red

And now she wants to them,
With me, in my civic,
"we'll keep a distance."
I say, "give me an
Where 'safety' is specific..."
Okemah is where the last one down,
(that's woody guthrie's old town) and,
(as if it turn me around)
She singing "this land is your land"
I say, "ok, you win.....terrific."

Now, I've been to see something
That I wished even there,
Though heard that said of dentists,
And with in'laws, and from of the electric chair
But there I was, east on 44,
Getting by hailstones the size of barn doors
So, of course, none of were missing..
It was as if God was score,
And the were thundering their approval...
Thats I suggested our hasty removal

Just a mile down the road, this of hailstones ceased
And a vaacuum of brought a turbulent peace....
The clouds started dancing, up in taffeta green
And enveloped the sky in a jungle party
There they gave to a barbed-wire wind
was frozen, her face had a maniacal grin,
A funnel cloud came roaring, down from the sky
Like the knife of the devil but twenty high!