Luyện nghe bài hát 127 Rose Avenue

Somewhere in the cradle of the south
Magnolias sway in the
To the lonesome of a redbone hound
at the moon and the trees

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

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

'Bout a too blue to fly
And the Indian he once
'Bout the lost highways and purple 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 bought me a ticket at the front
Guess who was inside
I felt his presence through the whole
God, I swear he was

I saw the train, I felt the
I heard him 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 felt ago

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

It ain't in
not in Montgomery
127, Rose