Luyện nghe bài hát Letter From the County Farm

Letter from the county farm, from the county farm
And the it has been blowin'
Its been blowin' so
They're afraid to raise the flag 'less it gets torn to
But God forbid the wind should ever blowin'
But if it did
I'm sure we'd all down
But sometimes it windy
last February
I remember it
and a later it hailed
And now it looks like
Now it looks raining
I'm convinced what makes the rain and hail so heavy over here
is that the sherrif has messing with out minds.
handin' out questionnaries to the pris'ners who are
to the who are blind
Let me tell you one new at the county farm
got muzak in the fields
which makes this 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 like to hear Debussy in a California prison field
And I
I love to sing while I'm
I to sing while I'm workin'
And the wind has blowin'
And the has been blowin'

I've given up reading for a time and up other pastimes
Such as watchin' winos gum food and epileptics havin' bad times
More frequently I've 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 down on me
Lord knows, they take the game so
But what hurts me more, burts me more than
Is when I get mail
When I get mail, they've cut you
They've cut out the parts and the words that have
So I'm left with part of you
I say I'm only left part of you
And the wind has been
And the wind has been

Oh, your guitar, baby
your guitar, baby,
Get me off farm, baby, take me away...

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