Luyện nghe bài hát Bastard Son

Bob dylan is my father, joan is my mother
And I'm bastard son
Though my roots show through I'm 22
I don't belong to
the band was disbanded, I was disowned
I got a number you can ring me on but I ain't got no
Got a address, baby I ain't got no home
I got no direction
the style of a bastard child
This is the of a bastard son

lenny used to make me laugh
Took away my nightmares, my daydreams in half
Showed to me reflected upside-down
In the mirror that vega found
Lenny's still his tricks today
Only goes to that growing up might pay

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

My didn't grow up too well with technology
And I this is why they disowned me
But now I wanna get back into the
I wanna be a black sheep, I don't wanna 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 guitar and already they 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 take a blessed life 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 and the kids
Who grew up like me with basic instincts hid

Bob dylan is my father, baez is my mother
And I'm bastard son.