Luyện nghe bài hát Bastard Son

Bob is my father, joan baez is my mother
And I'm their son
Though my show through I'm just 22
I don't to anyone
When the band was disbanded, I was
I got a you can ring me on but I ain't got no phone
Got a forwarding address, baby I ain't got no
I got no direction
That's the style of a child
This is the of a bastard son

Uncle lenny to make me laugh
Took away my nightmares, tore my in half
Showed them to me upside-down
In the mirror suzanne vega found
Lenny's still doing his tricks
Only goes to show growing up might pay

Bruce and james were family
my mind to carolina through the new jersey bends
Gave me a harmonica I was three
Nailed a to my knees
Now bruce is a and james is a slave
Bruce gave in and james gave up

My family didn't grow up too with technology
And I think is why they disowned me
But now I wanna get back the fold
I don't wanna be a black sheep, I don't grow old
Here's to warren, neil, t-bone, andy, lou, townes,
Tom, steve, elizabeth, elvia,
You're singing good and it's gotta be saved
I so!

I've only just started playing guitar and already say
I'm a
Say my are too long, words are too strong, shoes
Aren't
See the synthesizer's broken, the 12 does not exist
It's gonna take a blessed to get on to the hitlist
I'm gonna need a blessed to get on to the hitlist
But I'm singing for the men, for the women and the
Who grew up like me with basic instincts hid

Bob dylan is my father, joan is my mother
And I'm their son.