Luyện nghe bài hát Blind Lemon Jefferson

Blind Lemon is a comin'
Tap tap with his cane
Blind Jefferson is a comin'
Tap tap tappin' with his

His last lies down the road of trials
Half filled with
O sycamore, sycamore!
Stretch your across the storm

fly two greasy brother crows
They hop and bop, they hop and bop, hop and bop
Like the tax man come to
They go knock knock, knock
Hop and bop, hop and bop, hop and bop
They slap a death on his door

come the judgment train, get on board
And turn that big engine home
roll, let's roll, down the tunnel, the terrible tunnel of his world
Waitin' at his final station, like a bigger blacker third

Let's roll, let's roll, let's
O, his road is dark and
He don't drive no

O, his is dark and holy
He drive no Cadillac
If that sky serves as his
that moon is a cataract
Let's roll, roll, yeah, roll
Yeah, let's roll, let's