Luyện nghe bài hát Dylan's Hard Rain

Well, I'm a man
my thumb in the wind
I sure miss my kin but then
I'm on the road a song for you

I took a step, I a bet
They cut off my tongue, now they're full of
what you say
If they ain't gonna anyway

Just make the cash, bet on the
so afraid to be last
You can't take everythin' you leave behind

Is everybody so
For it all slide?
Is everybody so
Mr. Dylan's Hard Rain was fair

On a shake down in the
Breakin' people's faces, gonna start you up a
I've never a day in the sun with the gun
loaded for you

There's hippies in the back room
Rockin' and and a-smokin' to an old tune
Someone the guitar and a match
And set peace on

Hey my brother, is wrong?
You all your money on the corner rollin' bones
Give him cash, motherfucker
He's too for you

Is everybody so
For lettin' it all
Is so afraid?
Mr. Dylan's Hard Rain was warnin'

On the TV, there's a man
Too much make up on his wife with God's
I guess the religious vote made it to

And on the of Tijuana
People are growin' truck loads of
someday our friends will be American farmers

Then the in the south
A few hopeless people still hangin' it
The gonna cut you down in the long run

Is so ashamed
For it all slide?
I be afraid
Mr. Dylan's Hard Rain is where it's in, fair warnin'

So can we save us today?
The hands of the wretched are the gettin' paid
Everythin' stays the same, if you don't it

And all the dreams will bust at the
It all down in the mighty machine
You care now, but someday you might need it

I heard the whistle to blowin'
Then I saw the mountain in the back come
wishin' they could get out of the way
Everybody's they could dig their ass out of the grave