Luyện nghe bài hát First Mrs. Jones

Her real name was Betty but I'd rather just forget it
So I'll her the first Mrs. Jones
We were married in September and it lasted till
one day she just took out on her own

I her to Savannah, New Orleans and then Atlanta
Every day I begged her to home
soon I started drinking, tryin' hard to keep from thinking
Just how much I loved the first Mrs.

It was cold and one morning just before the day was dawning
When I staggered from a to a phone
When she picked up her receiver, I said you're gonna come or
they're gonna be calling you the late Mrs. Jones

I put a pistol in my jacket out and hailed a taxi
I told the taxi to take me to her home
I walkin' proudly, everybody said I yelled out loudly
Come on out or I'm gonna in Mrs. Jones

The next I recall was walking to the forest
Lookin' for a to hide her bones
I dug and dug for hours and I planted flowers
on the top of the first Mrs Jones

Did my story scare you
Oh, oh, oh yes I can see I'm so near you
beads of perspiration dot your clothes

Aren't you now that you left me
Really now don't you wanna go with me
After all you are the second Mrs.