Luyện nghe bài hát 127 Rose Avenue

Somewhere in the cradle of the deep
sway in the breeze
To the sound of a redbone hound
at the moon and the trees

There's a sad boy with his guitar
his teeth on the blues
Wishin' on a fallin' at 127, Rose Avenue

The distant moan of a midnight
Comes blowin' through the
He dips his pen in tears and and he begins to write

a whippoorwill too blue to fly
And the he once knew
'Bout the highways and purple skies at 127, Rose Avenue

Caretaker said as he shook his
Son, do you believe in
For a five bill you can feel the chill
That he felt ago

So I bought me a ticket at the front
who was there inside
I felt his presence the whole tour
God, I swear he was

I saw the train, I felt the
I him moanin' the blues
Twenty nine years of memories at 127, Rose

said as he shook his head
Son, do you in ghosts?
For a dollar bill you can feel the chill
He felt ago

Another sad boy with his guitar
Cuttin' his on the blues
Here I am wishin' on a fallin' star at 127, Avenue

It in Nashville
not in Montgomery
127, Avenue