Luyện nghe bài hát Blue Ridge Mountain Blues (w/ John Fogerty)

When I was young and in my prime, in my
I my home in Caroline
Now all I do is sit and pine, for all those I left behind

I got the blue ridge mountain blues and I sat here to say
"My grip is packed to travel and Im to ramble
To my blue far away"

Im goin to stay right by my pa, Im goin to do by my ma
Ill hang around the door, no work or worry anymore

I got the blue ridge mountain blues, goin to see my old oak
Gonna hunt the possum where the cob blossom
In my blue ridge far

I see a haze of snowy white, I see a window light
I seem to hear both sigh, "Where is my wanderin' boy tonight? "

I got the blue ridge mountain blues and I stay right to say
"Every day Im countin till I that mountain
In my blue far away"