Luyện nghe bài hát Jimmy Come Lately

I pull out the choke, pump on the gas
Oh, this old bus is complaining.
The Dungeness winter is blowing its
It's cold, but for once not raining.
"Good morning, Jennifer, welcome
That's a handsome new you're wearing
Now hustle up, Carrie, I'm the door
And ask you to knock off the swearing."

And Jimmy Come Lately to Lost Mountain Road
The fog from the bay be clearing
I'm crossing Dean Creek a thirty-kid load
And I'd rather be but here.
I can still smell the sweat, the cry of the crowd
And the team on the covers
My wallet was thick, the were loud
the Monday I knew it was over
My back had gone out and I lay awake
As I plays on the ceiling
All the motel calls to my long-distance wife
Made me feel a junkie caught stealing.

I've seen TV lights a good coach mean
Seen the pressure break a apart
I grabbed for the glory, I the gold ring
And I barely with my heart
Now Patrick Delaney--I've seen the kid
God, he's got the moves and the
already talking 'bout U.C.L.A.
While the line up for the looting.

Now and me, we're a comfortable fit
And the ocean here's with salmon
Evenings we take a long on the spit
And sometimes we go clamming
And they still make me offers and I just turn down
It's a wonder they to find me
I'll to Valvano and Lewis and Brown
The wonders that I behind me.