Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't Hurtin' Nobody

I'm a walkin' the street like Lucky Larue
Got my hand in my pocket, 'bout you
I ain't nobody, I ain't hurtin' no one

There's three hundred men in the state of
They're waiting to die, they won't never be
I hurtin' nobody, I ain't hurtin' no one

Six million seven hundred thousand and thirty lights on
You think someone could the time to sit down
And to the words of my song

At the beach in Indiana, I was nine old
Heard little Richard singing frutti' from the top of a telephone pole
I wasn't nobody, I wasn't hurtin' no one

There's roosters laying chickens and chickens eggs
Farm machinery eating arms and legs
I ain't hurtin' nobody, I hurtin' no one

Perfectly crafted hit songs never use the wrong rhyme
You'd think that waitress could get my order, the first time

She's sitting on the back steps shucking that corn
That gal's been grinning the day she was born
She hurtin' nobody, she ain't hurtin' no one

I used to live in Chicago the cold wind blows
I delivered more junk mail the junkyard would hold
I wasn't nobody, I wasn't hurtin' no one

You can fool some of the people part of the time in a rock and roll
Fifty million Elvis Presley can't be all wrong

I'm a walkin' the street like Lucky Larue
Got my in my pocket, baby, thinkin' 'bout you
I hurtin' nobody, I ain't hurtin' no one
I ain't nobody, I ain't hurtin' no one

nobody, hurtin' no one
Hurtin' nobody, no one
nobody, hurtin' no one