Luyện nghe bài hát Hey Jack Kerouac

Hey Jack
I think of your
And the tears she
would cry for none other
Than her little boy lost in a little that hated
And dared to drag him down
Her boy courageous

He chose his words mouths of
got lost in the world
Hip flask madmen
caf' flirts
They all through you

Hey Jack, now for the tricky
When you the brightest star
Who the shadows
Of the San beat boys?
You were the
Now sit and rattle their bones
And think of their blood days

You chose your words from of
Babes got in the world
The hip slingin' madmen
Steamin' caf'
In Chinatown, at night

Allen baby, why so
Have the all grown up
And their faded?
Billy, what a saint they you
just like Mary down in Mexico
On all day

You chose your words from of
Babes lost in the
junk bootin' madmen
Street minded
In Harlem, at night

What a tear stained, shock of the
You've away without sayin'
goodbye