Luyện nghe bài hát 127 Rose Avenue

Somewhere in the of the deep south
Magnolias in the breeze
To the lonesome sound of a redbone
at the moon and the trees

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

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

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

Caretaker said as he his head
Son, do you believe in
For a five dollar bill you can the chill
That he long ago

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

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

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

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

It in Nashville
It's not in
127, Avenue