Luyện nghe bài hát Blues With Out Blame

I ask my for a nickel
She gave me a twenty bill
I ask her for a drink of
And she gave me a liquor

Whoa, yeah yeah
can a poor boy do
Ain't it hard, ain't it
When you have to the blues

I my baby on the telephone
She said come on over I'm all alone
I said I can't get my car started

Whoa,
What can a boy do
When he has to the blues

And while my makin' it with my best friend
I know I'm being used, yeah yeah

have mercy
Lord mercy on me
have mercy
Lord have on me, yeah

I'm to find my babe
Won't somebody please, yeah
Won't somebody please her home to me