Luyện nghe bài hát Bob Away My Blues

Well I'm goin' down to the
got a cane pole in my hand
I've got my red in a
Maxwell House can

I'm gonna sit under a tree
On a river where it's cool
I'm gonna close my and dream
And let that bob away my blues

Well I'd wake up mornin'
I'd peaches all day
And on Saturday nights have a dance or two
We waller in the hay

Now the only that ever whipped my Pa
Was bad dude called old age
And his years was his best years
And is what he had to say

He said,"Boy worked this dirt all my life
But ain't been good for a while
Why don't you move to the city make a money?
You might be the first one in the
to die with a smile"

I took his advice, things goin'
But my are far and few
But whoever said a boy can't have the country blues
Whoever said a boy can't have the country blues
Whoever said a city boy have the country blues

Honey they ain't talked
To me and you