Luyện nghe bài hát Houston

Mama's got a baby sleeping in a grocery
Daddy's eyes are hazy wondering they are
Waiting for the buses, waiting on some
we get to Houston, maybe it will all make sense

Praying to the and calling for the cavalry
Look at all water and somehow not a drop to drink
Now did you ever hear of nightmares coming in the light of
Once we get to Houston, maybe just wash away

Roll on Mississippi, Crescent City
Le bon temp New Orleans, coming back to stay

Never to Texas, hope this bus is on a tear
Never seen the President, maybe he lead us there
And I never knew a promise didn't break right in two
Once we get to Houston, maybe one will true

Roll on Mississippi, goodbye Crescent
Le bon temp New Orleans, never back to you

night I dreamed of rain but golden light was all I saw
I heard my old dog barking, went to see Gras
And I up on the banks and looked out over Pontchartrain
I woke up here in Houston, didn't know my name

Roll on Mississippi, goodbye Crescent
Le bon temp New Orleans, never coming again

on Mississippi, goodbye Crescent City