Luyện nghe bài hát Yankee Lady

I lived the decent folks
In the hills of old
Where you do all day
Depends on what you
And I took up a woman there
Though I was a kid
And I like the sun
To think of all the loving we did
She rose each morning and went off to
And she me with her pay
I was making sweet all night
And playing old guitar all day
And I got apple cider and homemade
would make a man kneel down he would say grace
And linens on our bed
And a feet fire place
Yankee lady so to me
lady just a memory
Yankee so good to me
memories gonna have to do for me
An autumn walk on a old country
a million flaming trees
I was feeling a uneasy
Cause there was winter in the breeze
And she said, "Oh Jesse, look there,
I see birds are they are all southward
Oh Jesse, I'm so
We are going to lose the love we've found
Yankee lady so to me
Yankee lady just a
Yankee lady so to me
memories gonna have to do for me
I know what called to me
But I know that I had to go
I left that little old town
To down in sunny Mexico
And now I can see myself
As a by my birth
The Yankee old memory
To Remind me of my
Yankee so good to me
lady just a memory
Yankee lady so to me
Your memories have to do for me