Luyện nghe bài hát Blues For The Muse

I wake up in the early when I see my day in
I wake up in the when I start to begin
I drink up my coffee to dreams away
And I about leaving but remain for the day

Oh, but I just stay blind
Think my loving, yes, some of the time

I want to it easy
Ain't it like they say
But I can

And any morning, most any morning
I to be born into my guitar day

say it's all butterflies
Don't let your dreams get in your
But Orpheus the sunrise
'Cause he how to play

Well, she so fadey, I called my guitar lady
She's a noted writer, I can't seem to let her be
And she is my flower, I her my easy hour
She's a low special, and baby enough for me

I got sorrow spells, I got spells
She showed up low to the blues
And it's raining in the ocean, in the ocean

And stones on the mountain and just they say
I'm just the string striker, just the
I ain't no price fighter, it's easy to

Well, she sings the seashore
Tonight I don't ride on seesaw
I will up the angels if they have a little word to say

And I think I'll try cloud
It's just my face you see here
And it's the guitar singing
And I have to let her her way

And all right, you're in the graveyard now
And it's all right, you're in the now

You may weep, you may
You may pass life so gay
But lucky in life, I sometimes
going to have to meet your leaving day

Well, she like the seashore
Tonight I don't ride on seesaw
I will call up the if they have a little word to say

And I think I'll try cloud
It's just my face you see here
And it's the guitar singing
And I have to let her her way