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

I everything 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 played it for the DJ on the

Going out to Hollywood, good, yes, I am
L.A., bye, bye Birmingham

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

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

I got mixed up a big city woman in Little Rock
I had to a week one time in the county jail
I had to a two-day job to get my guitar 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 ride with a dude on a motorbike
People know when I'm in town
Heads are gonna turn when hear 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 leave this
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
Hello L.A., bye, bye

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