Luyện nghe bài hát First Street Blues

Don Lowance, the man who plays with me, and I
Were born in a town
And we think it was a different sort of small
Town because in our town, we had a dragon and
Used to make up about the dragon

Sinse the stories made up most of them started:
"Once upon a time, there was a very dragon"
people didn't have any way of knowing that the
Dragon was friendly so they shot at him guns and
Threw rocks at him. And the being a sort of a
sport, he ate a lot of those people up

Now, the dragon was up their senses, something
Fierce until one day he wandered into the store
Sold spirits, and after a fast brunch of the
Owner and emplyees, he broke into this wine

And that did it, from day on the dragon was not
Only a dragon, he was a happy friendly dragon

And now all he does is walk up and down the of
Our small town and tap people on their and
Ask for a little change so he can buy some of that
that he likes better than people

Buddy can you a dime
For a little of wine
Buddy don't you me
Just one drink I'll be
In a all my own
The only I call home
no hurt can get to me
And no one but me can see

Pretty flowers dance and
Laughter is a thing
no hate has ever been
'Cause I let it in
By the warm purple
Every little grape calls my
As it on the fire
And makes the fire burn

Higher than it's ever
Time and space mean nothing
I fall about a or two
So me if I ask you
Buddy can you spare a

And that's the story of the little that Don and I
Was born in and our dragon, fairly story