Luyện nghe bài hát Hello L.A., Bye-Bye Birmingham

I packed I own and I put it in a knapsack
I'm leaving Birmingham, yes, I am, and I lookin' back
I me a guitar and I wrote a song
I it for the DJ on the telephone

out to Hollywood, feeling good, yes, I am
Hello L.A., bye, bye

Riding on a Greyhound bus 'cross the borderline
Eating from a Po' Boy sandwich, taking drinks from a quart of
I got to get off at the very last
My ticket's only to Little Rock

out to Hollywood, feeling good, yes, I am
Hello L.A., bye, bye

I got mixed up with a big city woman in Little
I had to spend a week one time in the jail
I had to take a two-day job to get my out of hock
That's the way it goes you got no dough to make bail

I ran out of funds, I had to hitchhike
I caught me a with a tattooed dude on a motorbike
gonna know when I'm in town
Heads are gonna turn when they my sound

out to Hollywood, feeling good, yes, I am
Hello L.A., bye, bye
Ow, uh

You know that I'm tired of going
I believe I'm gonna this town
I'm Birmingham, yes, I am
Yes, I am, yes, I am

Hello L.A., bye, bye
Hello L.A., bye, bye
Hello L.A., bye, bye
L.A., bye, bye Birmingham

Bye, bye
Bye, bye
Bye, bye
Bye, bye
Bye, bye