Luyện nghe bài hát Bob Dylan's Blues

Well, the Ranger and Tonto
are ridin' down the line
Fixin' everybody's
Everybody's mine
Someone told them that I was doin' fine

Oh, you five-and-ten women
With in your heads
I got a gal I'm lovin'
Lord, I'll her till I'm dead
Go away my door and my window, too
now

Lord, I ain't goin' down to no track
See no car run
I don't no sports car
And I don't even to have one
I can walk around the block

Well, the wind a-blowin' me
Up and down the
With my hat in my
And my on my feet
out so you don't step on me

Well, lookit buddy
You want to be me?
Pull out your
And rob every you can see
Tell the judge I it was all right
Yes