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 lookin' back
I bought me a guitar and I 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 'cross the Tennessee
Eating from a Po' Boy sandwich, drinks from a quart of wine
I got to get off at the last stop
My ticket's good to Little Rock

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

I got mixed up with a big city woman in Rock
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 to make bail

I ran out of transportation funds, I had to
I caught me a ride with a tattooed on a motorbike
People gonna know when I'm in
Heads are gonna turn 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

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

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