Luyện nghe bài hát Bonefields

All and all I guess that there's so many
we don't say and it's
What makes us sad I think
That makes us but I don't mind, I don't mind

In the and the bonefields of Arkansas
the piles of tyres and the
Smell of hot tar you threw papers
In the rain your hat you had a world, a world

There ain't no
There no mother
There no sister
got no brother
to no one
Running for

In the and the twilight of Illinois
Under the new moon I in my book
And I the streets where no one lives not even you but
You mind, you don't mind

And all and all I guess there's so many things
That we say
Today you that I don't even like you
But you know you are my world, my world

There no father
There no mother
I don't see my
Ain't got no
to no one
Left to other

There ain't no
There no mother
I don't see my
got no brothers

Running to
Running to
to strangers
Running for
to no one
Left to other