Luyện nghe bài hát Bastard Son

Bob dylan is my father, joan is my mother
And I'm their son
Though my roots show I'm just 22
I don't 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, I ain't got no home
I got no direction
That's the style of a bastard
This is the song of a son

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

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

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

only just started playing 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 gonna take a 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 grew up like me with basic instincts hid

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