Luyện nghe bài hát Bob Dylan Blues

Got the bob dylan
And the bob dylan
And my clothes and my in a mess

But you know I just care less

Gonna write me a song 'bout what's right and wrong
God and my girl and all that

Quiet I make like a cat

Cause I'm a poet, know it
And the you can blow it
I'm mister dylan the king
And I'm free as a on the wing

from town to town, guess I get people down
But I don't care too about that
Cause my gut and my are fat

Make a whole lot of dough but I it though
I got soul and a heart of gold
So I'll about war and the cold

I'm a poet, dont'cha know it
And the wind you can it
Cause I'm mister the king
And I'm free as a on the wing

Well I sings about dreams and I it with seams
Cause it seems my dream always means

That I can all kinds of things

I'm a poet, dont'cha know it
And the wind you can it
Cause I'm mister the king
And I'm free as a bird on the