Luyện nghe bài hát First Street Blues

Don Lowance, the man who guitar with me, and I
born in a small town
And we kinda think it was a different of small
because in our town, we had a dragon and people
Used to make up stories the dragon

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

Now, the was messing up their senses, something
Fierce until one day he wandered the store that
Sold spirits, and after making a fast of the
Owner and four emplyees, he broke into wine

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

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

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

Pretty flowers dance and
is a common thing
Where no has ever been
I won't let it in
By the warm flame
Every little grape my name
As it climbs on the
And makes the fire higher

Higher than it's ever
Time and mean nothing then
I about a mile or two
So me if I ask you
Buddy can you a dime

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