Luyện nghe bài hát Last Hard Town

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

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

I sat pickin' on my guitar I saw
The new sun through the skies
Ain't it funny how the
Is written on an artificial high

Carry from the well until you know
That all the are refreshed
The thing that keeps us is the good folks
In the last town we met

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

They applauded as we ourselves
But don't have bourbon on their breath
The thing keeps us goin' is the good folks
In the hard town we met

They to see the people that they thought
We and never changed their minds
They explained the way that caused
The who love a picker can be blind

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

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

If anything you'd like to say
us after we have gone to rest
We would like to mention all the good folks
In the hard town we met