Luyện nghe bài hát Box #10

Well, out of Illinois
Come a home country boy
He gonna it in the city
guitar in the studio

Oh well, he hadn't been an hour
When he met a Broadway
You know she him for his money
And she left him in a cheap

Oh well, it's for you to see
That that boy is me
Say and how am I ever gonna break the
To the folks back

Well, I was gonna be a success
Things sure up a mess
But in the process I got up too

But hello Mama and Dad I had to collect
'Cause I ain't got a to my name
Well, I'm sleepin' in the doorway
And tonight they say it's rain

And if you'd send me some money
Oh, I'll be back on my again
Send it in care of the Sunday
Box ten

back in Southern Illinois
They're still 'bout their boy
But boy's goin' home
Soon as he gets the

Because as as I got my bread
I got a pipe my head
You they left me in an alley
my money and my guitar, too

And hello Mama and Dad I had to collect
'Cause I ain't got a cent to my
Well, I'm in the hotel doorway
And tonight they say gonna rain

And if you'd only send me some
Oh, be back on my feet again
Send it in care of the Mission
Box ten