Luyện nghe bài hát Bus To Baton Rouge

I had to go back to that house one more
To see if were in bloom
For so many reasons it's on my mind
The house on Avenue

Built up on blocks off of the ground
What with the rain and the swampy land
By the sweet honeysuckle that grew all
Were switches we were bad

I took a bus to Baton
I took a bus to Rouge

All the front rooms were kept off
I never liked to go in there
Sometimes the doors be locked
'Cause there were precious things that I couldn't

Company couch in plastic
Books about being
The dining table nobody ate at
The piano played

I took a bus to Baton
I took a bus to Baton

There was this beautiful I always loved
A was painted on the shade
It would turn around when you on the bulb
And gently rock the

The driveway was covered with white seashells
A fig tree stood in the
are other things I remember, as well
But to tell would be just too hard

Ghosts in the wind that blow through my
me wherever I go
I'll never be free these chains inside
deep down in my soul

I took a bus to Baton
I took a bus to Baton
Yeah, I took a bus to Rouge