Luyện nghe bài hát Two Dollar Novels

Well, I right on first, left on white oak
to my old neighborhood
I saw old Doc
He was mowing his
He's kept it up the best he

And Evelyn his of thirty-two years
She as I drove by
And she waved her front porch screen
And she went to reading her two dollar novel
And with her wedding ring

A few houses painting
A few gates were
But generally the looked the same
The driveways were full of bikes and sedans
Things any good would claim

And all them lovers
That for cover
were out for the sacred nightly stroll
They were wishing they were in two dollar novels
Wishing for their weight in

Now Mary
my high school sweetheart
She married my best high school
He the hardware store
She became a
And I became a memory to

And all my buddies
They got lost in outer space
And they ran off and served their well
They're all fighting in a war of two novels
Where the toughest live to tell

So I turned right on white oak, on first
Out of that old
I Doctor and Mrs. Randolph
Sipping tea on their sun porch
Wondering if I'd come to any good

And on a shady streets
And in a thousand other
Now people, Lord, they're doing the same
They're all living lives in two dollar novels
And wondering why the the world is so

all living their lives in two dollar novels
And wondering why there's nothing left to