Luyện nghe bài hát Junkyard Blues

Broken down relations, up guitars
Making one appearance in a heap of old cars
Brambles and weeds are amongst
Lines of empty and rambling drunks

Ha, junkyard blues sound
I'm never alone, always remind me of

One of a dozen covered stains
Blistered and stinking was all remained
Cannibalized machines, bones
The unwanted contents of homes

Ha, those blues sound familiar
me back, always remind me of home

Mangy old dog scratching in the
Burned out surrendering to rust
All this stuff was for something
it is now, it's good for nothing

Ha, junkyard sound familiar
I'm never alone, remind me of home