Luyện nghe bài hát Bastard Son

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

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

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

My family grow up too well with technology
And I think this is why they me
But now I wanna get back into the
I don't wanna be a black sheep, I don't wanna 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 just started playing guitar and already they say
I'm a
Say my songs are too long, are too strong, shoes
clean
See the synthesizer's broken, the 12 does not exist
It's gonna a blessed life to get on to the hitlist
I'm gonna a blessed life to get on to the hitlist
But I'm singing for the men, for the women and the
Who up like me with seven basic instincts hid

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