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

I packed everything I own and I put it in a
I'm leaving Birmingham, yes, I am, and I ain't lookin'
I bought me a and I wrote a song
I it for the DJ on the telephone

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

Riding on a bus 'cross the Tennessee borderline
from a Po' Boy sandwich, taking drinks from a quart of wine
I got to get off at the very last
My ticket's good 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 in the county jail
I had to take a two-day job to get my out of hock
That's the way it goes when you got no dough to bail

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

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

You know I'm tired of going down
I believe I'm gonna leave 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