Luyện nghe bài hát Last Hard Town

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

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

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

Carry water the well until you know
That all the are refreshed
The thing that us goin' is the good folks
In the hard town we met

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

They applauded as we ourselves
But angels have bourbon on their breath
The thing that keeps us goin' is the good
In the hard town we met

came to see the people that they thought
We were and never their minds
They explained the way that difference
The folks who a picker can be blind

misunderstood the words but understood
That our intentions the best
The thing keeps us goin' is the good folks
In the last town we met

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

If there's anything you'd to say
us after we have gone to rest
We would like someone to mention all the good
In the last town we met