Luyện nghe bài hát Junkyard Blues

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

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

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

Ha, those junkyard blues sound
Take me back, always me of home

Mangy old dog in the dust
Burned out Mercedes surrendering to
All this stuff was for something
Here it is now, good for nothing

Ha, junkyard blues sound
I'm alone, always remind me of home