Luyện nghe bài hát Firebaugh

Brown and white, the night
sides of the street
No one speaks, no one
Their paths shall meet
An traveler
in the night
Trapped in a of existence
right
A voice cries out "Hey Brown!"
Are you the vato who's gonna go down?
turn, we told you so
If car breaks down
take a tow to

Firebaugh,
A place where no one
Where either race is human
It's here silence screams
Firebaugh,
The limits near
Drinking beer's the pastime
This place is filled with hate and

Cornfields die, custard
See the boredom in their
Low riders, okies look for
Is this the place where the blackbirds
men one woman sit at the bar
She's the whore, the village star
Who'll be the one to get up her
Pass on by avoid mess

If by your car breaks down
your ear close to the ground
You might end up on the side of town
What can you do? plotting your mouth