Luyện nghe bài hát Hey Joe (version)

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Honey, the way you guitar makes me feel so
Makes me feel so
The way you go low deep into the neck
And I would do anything, and I do anything and Patty Hearst

You're there in front of the Symbionese
Liberation army flag with your spread
I was wondering will you get it every
a black revolutionary man and his women or whether you really did

And now that you're on the run what goes on in mind
Your sisters they sit by the
You know your mama sit and cry and your daddy
Well you what your daddy said

Patty, you know what your said
Patty, he said, he said, he
Well, sixty days ago she was such a child
Now here she is with a gun in her

Hey Joe, hey Joe, where're you with that gun in your hand?
Hey Joe, I said where're you goin' that gun in your hand?
I'm gonna go my ol' lady
You know I found her messin' around with another man
And you know that ain't cool, me

Hey Joe, I heard you shot your woman
You shot her down to the ground, you her
Yes I did, yes I did, yes I did, I her, I shot her
I caught her round with some other man
So I got on my truck, I gave her the gun and I her
I her, shoot her one more time for me

Hey Joe, where you gonna, you gonna run to?
Where you gonna run to, Joe, you gonna run to ?
Go get a cover, I'm gonna go south
I'm go down south to Mexico

I'm going down, down, down to where a man can be free
No gonna put a noose around my neck
No one is give me life, no
I'm goin' down to Mexico, I'm down

You're not going to hear 'em there
And at the stars as big as holes in the arms
And the like a back truck electric flag
And I'm standing under that flag with your carbine

Between my legs, you know, I felt so free of death me
I felt so free, the F.B.I. is looking for me
But they'll never me, no, they can hold me down like a
And I'm still on the run and they can speculate what I'm

But daddy, daddy, you'll never know just I was feelin'
But I'm sorry, I am no pretty little rich girl
I am nobody's dollar baby, I am nobody's patsy anymore
I'm nobody's dollar baby, I'm nobody's patsy anymore
And I so free