Luyện nghe bài hát Blind Lemon Jefferson

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

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

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

Here come the judgment train, get on
And turn big black engine home
Let's roll, let's roll, down the tunnel, the terrible tunnel of his
Waitin' at his final station, like a bigger blacker bird

Let's roll, let's roll, let's
O, his road is and lonely
He drive no Cadillac

O, his is dark and holy
He don't drive no
If sky serves as his eyes
Then moon is a cataract
Let's roll, roll, yeah, let's
Yeah, roll, let's roll