Luyện nghe bài hát Honeysuckle Blue

Feel the breezes and the southern wind
Blowin' down on the bend
D'Agostino's late night I saw a boy fifteen on the road
nothing in the pocket, his hand to the sky up, nowhere else to go

Can you see it or it?
To the corner man he's never been
So come me I'll show you where the dogwood's bloom it's true
Lost and found and lost again to the blue

through these caverns of gold runs a river of death indeed
An old serves as a shelter for children of the street
by the promised land, set sail on your own
How much longer the well be dry for those who roam?

I got a in my pocket
To send the corner man he's been
Have you ever seen the blue mountains, boy
Or the Chattahoochee or the honeysuckle

Come here to land
Stand to understand
Far too close to see things
Once on [Incomprehensible], [Incomprehensible]

Come to promised land
Stand to understand
Far too close to see things
on [Incomprehensible], once [Incomprehensible]

Come here to land
aside to understand
Far too to see things through
Lost and found and lost to the honeysuckle blue