Luyện nghe bài hát Hot Dogs and Hamburgers

Mellencamp John
The Lonesome
Hotdogs And
Drivin' down on a dry day
Old 66 and I was just a kid
Met a pretty little Indian
the way
Got her my car
And to give her a kiss
I'll give you beads and
it takes, girl, to make you trade
She into the back seat
And she kinda her lid
She said you're tryin' to get something for
Like the Pilgrims in the days

We rode for a till the sun went away
And I realized it was of an honor
Bein' around this
I embarrassed
Of what I tried to do that day
She was the saddest girl I knew
She told me about the Indian nations
ANd how the White man their lives away
And she kinda liked me
She could trust me
And the sun comes up
We'd go our ways

Now has got the choice
Between and hamburgers
Every one of us has got to
Between and wrong
And up or holdin' on

So I dropped her off at some railroad crossing in
An old man was waiting there
He and thanked me
But he saw right me
I could he didn't like me
For my kind he did not
Because to him I was the man
The one who sold him something that he owned
And it was like he'd been in the car right there with us
And I ashamed 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 best country can do
I got on my knees
And I asked for
I said, Lord, us for we know not what we do