Luyện nghe bài hát Last Hard Town

Woke up on a bus and heard the
Say fill it up with No 2
Wondered I was and wondered
What today be demanding me to do

It's not for me the last I'm just goin'
Where life's sendin' me I
The thing that keeps us is the good folks
In the last hard we met

I sat pickin' on my guitar I saw
The new sun through the skies
it funny how the truth
Is sometimes written on an artificial

Carry from the well until you know
That all the children are
The thing that keeps us goin' is the good
In the last hard we met

We drinking too much yesterday
Nobody's told us what's enough
The ones that we should've for more
Than likely were the ones we had to

They applauded as we killed
But angels don't have bourbon on their
The that keeps us goin' is the good folks
In the last hard we met

They came to see the that they thought
We were and never changed their
explained the way that difference caused
The folks who love a can be blind

They misunderstood the words but
That our were the best
The that keeps us goin' is the good folks
In the last hard we met

a picker does for others is the thing
He's mainly doing for
There were and there were neighbors
But the good homes we came from didn't help

If anything you'd like to say
About us we have gone to rest
We like someone to mention all the good folks
In the last town we met