Luyện nghe bài hát Walkaway Joe (Trisha Yearwood & Don Henley)

Momma her baby, "Girl take it real slow"
Girl told her Momma, "Hey, I gotta go
He's in the car"
said, "Girl you won't get far"

Thus are the dreams of an average
Ninety miles an hour down a lane
On a tank of dreams oh, if she could've only
But fate's got cards that it don't want to

And that boy's just a joe
Born to be a leaver, you from the word go
Destined to her, he's a wrong kinda paradise
She's gonna know it in a of time
That just a walkaway joe

Now just a little into Abilene
into a station and he robs it clean
She's waitin' in the car, underneath the Star
She only wanted love, didn't bargain for

She can't but love him for the way he is
She's only and there ain't no reasoning
So ride this ride as far as it can go

'Cause that just a walkaway joe
Born to be a leaver, you from the word go
to deceive her, he's a wrong kinda paradise
She's gonna know it in a of time
That boy's just a joe

Somewhere in a motel room
Alone in the silence, she up too soon
And reaches for his arm but she'll just keep on
For the cold truth revealed what it had known

That boy's just a joe
Born to be a leaver, tell you the word go
Destined to her, he's a wrong kinda paradise
But it was just another lesson in
That boy was a joe

Oh, babe, all he was a joe
Ooh, ooh, joe
He was a joe, hmm