Luyện nghe bài hát Bastard Son

Bob dylan is my father, baez is my mother
And I'm bastard son
Though my roots show through I'm 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, 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 make me
Took away my nightmares, my daydreams in half
them to me reflected upside-down
In the mirror suzanne vega found
Lenny's doing his tricks today
Only goes to that growing up might pay

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

My family didn't grow up too with technology
And I this is why they disowned me
But now I wanna get into the fold
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 something good and it's gotta be
I so!

I've just started playing guitar and already they say
I'm a
Say my songs are too long, words are too strong,
clean
See the synthesizer's broken, the 12 inch not exist
It's gonna take a blessed to get on to the hitlist
I'm gonna need a blessed life to get on to the
But I'm singing for the men, for the and the kids
Who grew up like me with seven basic hid

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