Luyện nghe bài hát A Sweet Little Bullet from a Pretty Blue Gun

But it's raining, it's
bring a sweater
Nebraska never lets you come back
No Hollywood wine by the thrifty sign

Any night be willin' to bet
a young girl
With sweet little dreams, pretty blue
Standin' there, gettin' all wet

And now a place off the drag
Called the Gilbert
And now the couple
out in the sign

And it's better the bus stop
And they do good business every it rains
For girls with nothing in their jeans
Pretty blue wishes, sweet little

And raining, it's pouring
The old man is
Now I lay me to sleep
I hear the sirens in the

All my are made of chrome
I have no way to get home
I'd rather die before I wake like Monroe
And you could my dreams out in the street
And let the rain make 'em

Now the night clerk, he got a foot
He's heard every hard story
At least a hundred times or
He says, check out is 10 a.m.

And that's just he means
Go on up the
With your sweet wishes
Your blue dreams

And it's raining, pouring
And Hollywood's fine
a little girl out of her dreams
Now the in the sign

Now, trust a scarecrow wearin' shades after dark
Be careful of old bow tie he wears
It takes a sweet little bullet from a blue gun
To put those scarlet ribbons in hair

No, that no cherry bomb
4th of all done
It's just some fool that second line
From the of a pretty blue gun

No, ain't no cherry bomb
4th of July's all
That some fool that second line
From the barrel of a blue gun