Luyện nghe bài hát Blue Jean Blues

I the bus out of New Orleans
my hat to the land of dreams
Looked out the to try to forget
Where I was ain't figured out yet

Southern Summer's got me in sweat
I feel the cool green of Connecticut
Miles apart, but it's all the road
Holdin' wire, had to let her go

Side-slippin' blind-sided feet
Hi-steppin' jumpin' feel the beat
A wash of noise comin' down the
I before I felt her heat

She was a girl
Livin' in a world
A tightly package from her head to her shoes
So stylishly in her blue jean blues

The wills and of the social fate
Dos and don'ts of cultural
The of the politically correct
are the things I just don't seem to get

I've all in her garden set
I felt God's own patriot
Miles apart but all the same road
I kissed her and said I got to go

She was a girl
in a perfect world
A packed package from her head to her shoes
So stylishly ripped in her blue jean

the bullets, hit the bricks
You know I got to get quick
This adoration
the imagination

Found myself at the old log inn
Swattin' skeeters and
Dimpled chin on her little face
The curves of her body I won't soon

She was his girl
Livin' in a world
A tightly packed package from her to her shoes
So stylishly ripped in her blue blues

She was a girl
Livin' in a world
A tightly packed package from her to her shoes
So stylishly ripped in her blue blues

She was a girl
in a perfect world
A tightly packed from her head to her shoes
I'm sittin' all with my blue jean blues