Luyện nghe bài hát Bob Dylan Blues

Got the Bob Dylan
And the Bob Shoes
And my clothes and my in a mess
But you I just couldn't care less

Goin' to me a song
Bout' what's right and wrong
god and my god and all that
Quiet while I make a cat

Cause I'm a
Don't ya it
And the wind, you can it
Cause I'm Mr. Dylan, the
And I'm free as a on the wing

from town to town
Guess I get people
But I care too much about that
my gut and my wallet are fat

Make a lotta dough
But I deserve it
I've got soul and a good of gold
So sing about war in the cold

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Well I sing about
And I it with seems
Cause it seems that my dream always
I can prophesy all kinds of things

Well the guy that me
try hard to see
That he all my discs and a hat
And when I'm in town go see

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