Luyện nghe bài hát 4.58 AM (Dunroamin, Duncarin, Dunlivin)

[Trucker:} "Hey kid, you for a lift?
Get on up
How's it going buddy?"
I ducks to the wall
my heart in dark ruins
I built bungalows over the
Dunroamin, duncarin,
my girl to the country
To sleep out the moon
thing she's going crazy
[Trucker:] "Women are that kid
the hell can you do?"
She waits for the real Mr. Right to
removing her heart
With his promises of communication
[Trucker:] "I saw a about that on TV, heh"
Who's always up the tab
Who a bungalow for his momma and dad
Me.....
Who took you out to all the
Who worked his fingers to the
Me....
you were asleep
"It was me...I did!"
I kept you in buttons and
"Christ! All those clothes!
So you could encourage this
[Hick:] "With program
I bet son of a bitch made a million dollars."
With his feet
And his clean
With his wise but eyes
He's a rock out in an ocean of doubt
"Get movin', get off the road ya Goddam faggot."
And
I'd like to go on with bit of a song
Describing this
I'd like to go on, but I'm to throw up
"Not in my rig you don't boy
Get the out of here.