Luyện nghe bài hát Blue Jean Blues

I caught the bus out of New
Tipped my hat to the land of
Looked out the to try to forget
Where I was goin' ain't out yet

Southern got me soaked in sweat
I feel the cool lawns of Connecticut
Miles apart, but it's all the same
barbed wire, had to let her go

Side-slippin' zydeco feet
Hi-steppin' don'tcha feel the beat
A wash of noise comin' down the
I singed I felt her heat

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

The wills and won'ts of the social
Dos and don'ts of etiquette
The of the politically correct
These are the things I just don't to get

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

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

Duck the bullets, hit the
You I got to get away quick
This adoration
Staggers the

myself down at the old log inn
Swattin' skeeters and
Dimpled chin on her pretty little
The curves of her I won't soon erase

She was his perfect
in a troubled world
A tightly packed package from her to her shoes
So stylishly ripped in her blue blues

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

She was a girl
Livin' in a perfect
A tightly package from her head to her shoes
I'm sittin' all alone my blue jean blues