Luyện nghe bài hát Blues Music

Me and my
All must we like to get groovy
With the of the old time
We like to jam man
Sounds from the
Hand for the man
from the old ones
The the gear the props and the ride very much in
outside
Going way ....
From where really started
I'm a child of the
From where I departed since I started
A of the people
Who it all
I
I them
In my sock money
Blues
It's all about the van not rock to roll
to sway
Shocks out I play
What that fly girl say ....
eight miles to the gallon that's some
Hiway
Cool cool
Atlantic bounding
1920's to the a stream
Pool steady
Getting ready cool
The amp sock hat hihat dope
Dobro strings for my things
The bass wail
Let the bring
The tense of the
The old
Blues
Blind Lemon Jefferson and
B.M.W's the proof frosty Albert Collins white
Booker T Brown
smith at the console
The soul with the girls
Khan the show Solid Gold
Cisco and Sonny Belly too
Peoples that rode with and you Bob Dylan
A million Sears guitars
the licks no need to take them nowhere
Blues
It's like chewing gum your headphones on
lemonade
Chilling on the porch after running ball
Like you lost a twenty dollar
You got a ticket from the scratch and win
Its like the issue
Could I get a
It's like you and your baby got nasty cut off and left alone now

On the city bus again grandma blueberry pie
Little sister got a
It's like the ride
The right
The rides
Blues ....