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 know I just couldn't less

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

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

Roam from town to
Guess I get people
But I don't too much about that
Cause my gut and my are fat

Make a lotta dough
But I it though
I've got soul and a heart of gold
So I'll about war in the cold

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Well I about dreams
And I rhymes it seems
it seems that my dream always means
That I can all kinds of things

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

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