Luyện nghe bài hát 127 Rose Avenue

Somewhere in the cradle of the deep
Magnolias sway in the
To the lonesome of a redbone hound
Howlin' at the moon and the

There's a sad eyed boy his guitar
Cuttin' his on the blues
Wishin' on a fallin' star at 127, Avenue

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

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

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

So I me a ticket at the front door
who was there inside
I his presence through the whole tour
God, I he was alive

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

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

sad eyed boy with his guitar
Cuttin' his teeth on the
I am wishin' on a fallin' star at 127, Rose Avenue

It ain't in
It's not in
127, Avenue