Luyện nghe bài hát Hard Times

When I was young my said, Son
Never be ashamed of where from
There's nothin wrong with last name
Don't be for people to blame

Cause hard times they and they go
Most of the time in the middle of the road
It's the pain in different ways
Don't your know, Son, when it it rains

Hard
In the middle of your
Hard
Creepin up on the good you know
times
You daddy wakes up and you lit the
times
From the California to the Coverdale Road

You got yours and I have
Mostly folks have tried and tried
To make a livin on your wage
Your coming up short every day

And what's enough and what's the
You stand up cause all is lost
You us up and your doors are locked
a poor boy livin on every block

Hard
In the middle of your
times
Creepin up on the folks you know
times
You're livin down the of you knows
times
From the California hills to the Road

I was young my daddy said, Son
Never be of where your from
There's nothin wrong your last name
So don't be for people to blame

hard times they come and they go
And most of the time they're in the of your road
the same pain, different way
Don't your when it pours it rains

And it'll be around
Followin you from to town
But you can get up it puts you down
Cause got 'em if you look around

Hard
In the middle of your
Hard
up on the good folks you know
Hard
Huddled around a wood stove
times
From the California hills to the Roa