Luyện nghe bài hát Junkyard Blues

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

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

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

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

old dog scratching in the dust
Burned out Mercedes to rust
All stuff was good for something
Here it is now, it's good for

Ha, blues sound familiar
I'm never alone, always me of home