Luyện nghe bài hát Highlands

Well my in The Highlands, gentle and fair
blooming in the wildwood air
Bluebells where the Aberdeen waters flow
Well my heart's in The
I'm gonna go there I feel good enough to go

Windows shaking all night in my dreams
Everything was exactly the way that it
Woke up this mornin' and I looked at the old page
Same old rat race, life in the old cage
I don't want nothin' anyone, ain't that much to take
Wouldn't know the difference a real blonde and a fake
Feel a prisoner in a world of mystery
I wish come and push back the clock for me

Well my heart's in The wherever I roam
That's where be when I get called home
The wind it whispers to the trees of rhyme
Well, my heart's in The
I can only get one step at a time
I'm listening to Neil Young, I turn up the sound
Someone's yellin' "Turn it down"
Feel like I'm driftin', driftin' scene to scene
I'm wonderin' what in the devil could it all mean

is smashin' up against my soul
You could say I was on but a roll
If I had a conscience, well I just might my top
What would I do with it anyway, take it to the pawn shop?
My in The Highlands at the break of dawn
By the beautiful lake of the Swan
Big white clouds like chariots that swing low
Well my in The Highlands, only place left to go

I'm in Boston town in restaurant
I got no what I want
Or maybe I do but I'm just not sure
Waitress comes over, nobody in the but me and her
Well it be a holiday, there's nobody around
She studies me closely as I sit
She got a face and long white shiny legs

I "Tell me what I want"
She say "You probably want boiled eggs"
I "That's right, bring me some"
She says "We ain't got any, you the wrong time to come"
Then she says "I you're an artist, draw a picture of me"
I said "I would if I but
I don't do from memory"
Well she's there, she says "I'm right here in of you
Or you looked?"

I say "All right, I know but I don't have my book"
She me a napkin, she say "You can do it on that"
I say "Yes I but I don't know where my pencil is at"
She pulls one out behind her ear
She says "Alright now go ahead draw me I'm stayin' here"
I make a few lines and I it for her to see
Well she takes the napkin and it back and says
"That look a thing like me"

I said "Oh kind miss, it most does"
She say "You must be joking", I said "I I was"
She "You don't read women authors do ya?"
At least that's I think I hear her say
I say "How would you know, and what would it matter anyway?"
Well she says "Ya just don't like ya do"
I "You're way wrong"
She says "Which have you read then?", I say "Read Erica Jong"
She goes away for a minute, and I slide out, out of my
I step back to the busy street, but nobody's goin' anywhere

my heart's in The Highlands with the horses and hounds
Way up in the border far from the towns
With the twang of the arrow and the of the bow
My heart's in The Highlands, see any other way to go
Every day is the thing, out the door
further away than ever before
Some things in it just gets too late to learn
Well I'm somewhere, I must have made a few bad turns

I see people in the park, forgettin' their and woes
They're drinkin' and dancin', wearin' bright clothes
All the young men the young women lookin' so good
Well, I'd trade places any of 'em, in a minute if I could
I'm crossin' the to get away from a mangy dog
to myself in a monologue
I think what I need might be a full-length leather
Somebody just asked me if I'm registered to

The sun is beginnin' to on me
But it's not the sun that used to be
The party's and there's less and less to say
I got new eyes, everything looks far
my heart's in The Highlands at the break of day
Over the and far away
There's a way to get there, and figure it out somehow
I'm already there in my mind and that's good enough for now