Luyện nghe bài hát Hot Dogs and Hamburgers

Mellencamp John
The Lonesome
Hotdogs And
Drivin' on a dry summer's day
Old Route 66 and I was a kid
Met a little Indian girl
the way
Got her my car
And tried to her a kiss
give you beads and wampum
Whatever it takes, girl, to you trade
She jumped the back seat
And she kinda her lid
She you're tryin' to get something for nothing
Like the in the olden days

We rode for a while till the sun away
And I it was sort of an honor
Bein' around girl
I embarrassed
Of what I tried to do earlier day
She was the saddest girl I knew
She me stories about the Indian nations
ANd how the White man stole lives away
And she kinda liked me
She never trust me
And when the sun up
go our different ways

Now everybody has got the
hotdogs and hamburgers
Every one of us has got to
Between right and
And givin' up or on

So I dropped her off at some railroad crossing in
An old Indian man was waiting
He smiled and me
But he saw right me
I could tell he didn't me
For my kind he did not
Because to him I was the man
The one who sold him something he already owned
And it was like he'd been riding in the car right with us
And I felt of my acations
And the way the West was won
So I drove down the
Till I to Los Angeles
The of the angels
The this country can do
I got on my knees
And I asked for
I said, Lord, us for we know not what we do