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

Momma told her baby, "Girl take it slow"
Girl her Momma, "Hey, I really gotta go
He's in the car"
Momma said, "Girl you get far"

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

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

Now just a little while into
Pulls into a and he robs it clean
She's waitin' in the car, underneath the Texaco
She only wanted love, didn't for this

She can't help but him for the way he is
only seventeen and there ain't no reasoning
So she'll ride ride as far as it can go

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

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

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

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