Luyện nghe bài hát Blues Across America

Way down here, in the heart of
There's a own kinda blues on
Elmore James, Ray, Freddie King
Robert J's licks are on every song

They play 'em wild as a of horses
Rumbling the open plain
If I throw you a back road
Dumped you in a honky
You'd wanna go home again

'Coz the broke sound
Of an old about the
Sweetest sound I

across America
Gotta have it on the
Blues America
I gotta have it I go

Well, on up in the Memphis
Where we like to say the blues'
You see, picked up
Where the real kings off
And we're carrying on

a walk down Beale Street
Every place you pass by, call you in
A beggar up the street
B.B.'s down a or two
You'll find me else in between

The broke down
Of a through the microphone
The sweetest sound I

Blues America
Gotta have it on the
Blues America
Gotta have it I go

Now go on and show 'em I'm talking about

across America
Gotta it on the radio
Blues America
have it everywhere I go

Oh, when I hear the
Like to add a little to our blues
And I'm looking at [Incomprehensible]
He's shaking people in shoes

Memphis [Incomprehensible] midnight
Shimmy while our lay
Go until the break of
Check around, gone
it [Incomprehensible]

The broke sound
Of a
About the sweetest I know

Blues America
have it on the radio
Blues across
have it everywhere I go

Blues America
I gotta have it on the
across America
I gotta it everywhere I go

Here we go now, we go