Luyện nghe bài hát Hey Jack Kerouac

Hey Jack
I think of mother
And the she cried
They would cry for none
Than her boy lost in a little world that hated
And that dared to drag him
Her little boy

He his words from mouths of
got lost in the world
Hip flask madmen
Steamin' caf'
They all spoke you

Hey Jack, now for the part
you were the brightest star
Who the shadows
Of the San Francisco boys?
You the favourite
Now they sit and their bones
And think of their blood stoned

You chose your from mouths of
Babes got in the world
The hip flask madmen
Steamin' flirts
In Chinatown, at night

Allen baby, why so
the boys all grown up
And their beauty
Billy, what a they made you
You're just like Mary in Mexico
On all day

You your words from mouths of
Babes in the world
Cool junk bootin'
Street girls
In Harlem, at night

What a tear stained, of the world
You've away without sayin'
Sayin'