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 so strong
They're afraid to the flag 'less it gets torn to shreds
But God forbid the wind should ever blowin'
But if it did
I'm sure all fall down
But sometimes it isn't
last February
I it snowed
and a week it hailed
And now it looks like
Now it like raining
I'm that what makes the rain and hail so heavy over here
is that the sherrif has messing with out minds.
handin' out to the pris'ners who are blind
to the pris'ners who are
Let me you one thing new at the county farm
got muzak in the fields
which this life of mine a little more unreal
a little unreal
But I wish they'd kill the sounds, I wish they'd kill the
You don't knowwhat like to hear Debussy in a California prison field
And I
I to sing while I'm workin'
I love to sing while I'm
And the wind has blowin'
And the has been blowin'

I've given up reading for a time and taken up other
Such as watchin' winos gum their food and havin' bad times
More frequently I've been lost in this
And it looks 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 so seriously
But what me more, burts me more than anything
Is I get your mail
When I get mail, they've cut you
They've cut out the parts and the words have feeling
So I'm left only part of you
I say I'm only with part of you
And the has been blowin'
And the has been blowin'

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

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