Luyện nghe bài hát Balboa Park

He lay his blanket the freeway
As the evening sky dark
Took a sniff of from his coke can
And headed through Balboa
Where the men in Mercedes
nightly to employ
In the cool San Diego
The of the border boys

He grew up the Zona Norte
the hustlers and smugglers he hung out with
He swallowed their of cocaine
'em across to the Twelfth Street strip
Sleeping in a
If the got too cold
Runnin' from the
Of the patrol

Past the salvage yard 'cross the tracks
And in through the drain
They stretched their out 'neath the freeway
And each one took a
There was and Cochise
Little Spider his sneakers in river mud
They come to California
End up with the in their blood

He did he had to for the money
Sometimes he sent what he could spare
The went to high-top sneakers and toncho
And jeans the gavachos wear

One night the border swept Twelfth Street
A big car come down the boulevard
Spider stood caught in its
Got hit and went down
As the car sped away held his stomach
Limped to his blanket 'neath the
Lie there his own blood on his tongue
Closed his eyes and listened to the
Rushin' by so