Luyện nghe bài hát Bus To Baton Rouge

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

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

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

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

Company couch covered in
Books being saved
The room table nobody ate at
The nobody played

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

There was this lamp I always loved
A seashore was painted on the
It would turn around when you on the bulb
And rock the waves

The driveway was covered tiny white seashells
A fig tree in the backyard
There are things I remember, as well
But to tell them be just too hard

Ghosts in the wind blow through my life
Follow me I go
I'll never be free these chains inside
Hidden deep in my soul

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