Luyện nghe bài hát Letter From the County Farm

Letter the county farm, letter from the county farm
And the wind it has blowin'
Its been blowin' so
afraid to raise the flag 'less it gets torn to shreds
But God forbid the wind ever stop blowin'
But if it did
I'm sure all fall down
But sometimes it windy
last February
I remember it
and a later it hailed
And now it like raining
Now it looks like
I'm convinced that what makes the and hail so heavy over here
is that the has been messing with 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
got muzak in the fields
which makes this life of a little more unreal
a little unreal
But I wish they'd kill the sounds, I they'd kill the sounds
You knowwhat it's 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 has been blowin'
And the has been blowin'

I've given up reading for a time and taken up other
Such as watchin' gum their food and epileptics havin' bad times
More frequently I've been in this game
And it looks like they're gonna make a out of me
A out of me
But those who are down on me winnin'
Lord knows, they take the so seriously
But what hurts me more, me more than anything
Is when I get mail
When I get your mail, cut you
They've cut out the parts and the words that 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 guitar, baby
your guitar, baby,
Get me off farm, baby, take me away...

And apart all this crap there is some peace and quiet
Except for the screws grumbling and mumbling and me a long hair
I wouldn't mind, but they cut my hair some time ago
They cut it off when I first came
Which tells me Indo-China is really here behind wire
And it soon will be dying engulfed in 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 everybody that.
Lord knows, they all accept it, and everybody knows thatt ain't its at
So take care, pray for rain and I'll see you
Visiting next week
And when the screw, when the screw no touching,
Lord knows, I'll turn the cheek.