Luyện nghe bài hát Gun Street Girl

Falling James in the mud
Stick to tell us all the tale
He in love with a Gun Street girl and
Now he's dancing in the jail
Dancing in the jail

Took a 100 dollars off a Joe
Bought a bran' new Michigan 20
Got all liquored up on that roadhouse
Blew a hole in the hood of a corvette
Blew a in the hood of a yellow corvette
Bought a second hand from a Cuban Chinese
Dyed his hair in the of a Texaco
a pawnshop radio, quarter past 4
Well he left Waukegan at the of the door
He left Waukegan at the of the door

I said, John, John he's gone
Gone to
Ain't never home
I said John, he's long gone
Gone to
Ain't never home

Sitting in a sycamore in St. John's
Soakin' day old in kerosene
He was blue as a egg brown as a hog
Stayin' out of till the dogs get tired
Stayin' out of till the dogs get tired

Shadow fixed the toilet with an old
He never got up in the morning on a
Sittin' by the Erie with a bull dog
Tellin' he saw
went thatta way
Tellin' he saw
They thatta way

Now the rain's like on an old tin roof
And the Burlington pullin' out of the world
With a head full of bourbon and a dream in the
And a Gun Girl was the cause of it all
A Gun girl was the cause of it all

Riding in the shadow by the St. Joe
He heard the click clack tappin' of a blind man's
into Baker on a New Year's Eve
With one eye on the and the other on the door
With one eye on the and the other on the door

Miss Charlotte took her satchel to King Fish Row
And she smuggled in a bran' new of alligator shoes
With her raincoat and her long yellow hair, well
They her to a tree with a skinny millionaire
They tied her to a tree with a skinny

I said, John, John he's gone
Gone to
never coming home
I said John, John he's long
Gone to
Ain't never home
Bangin' on a with an old tin cup
Sing I'll never kiss a Gun Girl again
never kiss a Gun Street Girl again

I said, John, John he's long
to Indiana
Ain't never home
I said John, John he's long
Gone to
never coming home