Luyện nghe bài hát Box #10

Well, out of Southern
a down home country boy
He gonna it in the city
Playin' in the studio

Oh well, he hadn't been there an
When he met a flower
You know she took him for his
And she left him in a cheap

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

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

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

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

Well back in Southern
They're worryin' 'bout their boy
But boy's goin' home
Soon as he the fare

Because as soon as I got my
I got a upside my head
You know they me in an alley
my money and my guitar, too

And Mama and Dad I had to call collect
'Cause I got a cent to my name
Well, I'm sleepin' in the doorway
And tonight they say it's rain

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