Luyện nghe bài hát Letter From the County Farm

Letter from the county farm, letter from the farm
And the it has been blowin'
Its blowin' so strong
They're afraid to raise the flag 'less it gets to shreds
But God forbid the wind ever stop blowin'
But if it did
I'm sure we'd all down
But sometimes it windy
Like February
I it snowed
and a later it hailed
And now it looks raining
Now it looks raining
I'm convinced what makes the rain and hail so heavy over here
is that the sherrif has been messing out minds.
handin' out questionnaries to the who are blind
to the who are blind
Let me tell you one thing new at the county
They've got in the fields
which this life of mine a little more unreal
a little more
But I wish they'd kill the sounds, I wish they'd the sounds
You don't knowwhat it's like to hear Debussy in a prison field
And I
I to sing while I'm workin'
I to sing while I'm workin'
And the has been blowin'
And the wind has been

I've given up reading for a time and up other pastimes
Such as watchin' winos gum their and epileptics havin' bad times
More frequently been lost in this game
And it like they're gonna make a crim'nal out of me
A out of me
But those guys who are on me winnin'
knows, they take the game so seriously
But what me more, burts me more than anything
Is I get your mail
When I get your mail, cut you
cut out the parts and the words that have feeling
So I'm left with part of you
I say I'm left with part of you
And the has been blowin'
And the wind has been

Oh, play guitar, baby
Play guitar, baby,
Get me off this farm, baby, me away...

And apart from all this crap there is some peace and
Except for the grumbling and mumbling and calling me a long hair
I wouldn't mind, but they cut my hair some time ago
They cut it off I first came here
Which tells me Indo-China is really behind this wire
And it soon will be dying engulfed in their own fire, in own fire
In fact, they tell me a boy like me shouldn't think like that
But this is murder and everybody that.
Lord knows, all accept it, and everybody knows thatt ain't where its at
So take care, for rain and maybe I'll see you
Visiting hours week
And when the screw, when the screw no touching,
Lord knows, turn the other cheek.