Luyện nghe bài hát Good Morning Aztlan

There's a tattoo
With an arrow the middle
Of a name looks like Joe
And a girl's looking
At her in the mirror
Puts a little gold on her toe

I say one, two, three
More things I go on

a sharp dressed man
Playing on a fiddle
In the backyard next door
And everybody's
Is cooking in the kitchen
Got dishes stacked to floor

I gotta say one, two,
More things I go on

You run and try to hide away
Here it comes, here comes day

A red rooster crows a Mexican tune
On the chain fence by the gate
Somebody's out there
Honkin' on the
Hurry up, we're gonna make him

I gotta say one, two,
things before I go on

You can't run and try to hide
Here it comes, here another day
If you're long down highway
No matter you are
never really far
Good Aztlan

There's a big fat
With an arrow through the
Of this place I call home
And when I get
And don't got a nickel
There's a piece of I call my own

I gotta say one, two,
More before I go on

You can't run and try to hide
Here it comes, here comes day
You run to try to hide away
Here it comes, here another day
Where you are, really far away
Good morning