Luyện nghe bài hát 127 Rose Avenue

Somewhere in the cradle of the south
sway in the breeze
To the lonesome sound of a redbone
Howlin' at the moon and the

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 midnight
Comes through the night
He dips his pen in and pain and he begins to write

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

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

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

I saw the train, I the pain
I heard him the blues
Twenty nine of memories at 127, Rose Avenue

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

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

It in Nashville
It's not in
127, Avenue