Luyện nghe bài hát Letter From the County Farm

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

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

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

And apart from all crap there is some peace and quiet
Except for the screws grumbling and mumbling and calling me a long
I mind, but they cut my hair quite some time ago
They cut it off I first came here
Which tells me Indo-China is really here behind 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 and everybody accepts that.
Lord knows, they all accept it, and everybody knows thatt ain't its at
So take care, for rain and maybe I'll see you
Visiting hours week
And the screw, when the screw says no touching,
Lord knows, I'll turn the cheek.