Luyện nghe bài hát Lightfoot

Sidemen out first, John Stockfish bass guitar
Looks at the world through the of Nashville
The Riverboat and McCoy, he's just a boy

The lead guitarist Red
Who's really a long, long way
Since rhythm jingle jangle and go red

And Lightfoot, Edwardian, striped
His hair and poetic, he is less than vinyl perfect
His foot is a precise anchor for the husk and of his voice

He is the of Alberta
The side near Chicago
The grim of Toronto

He is an artist, he is an
He is an artist Sistine masterpieces of pine and fur and backwoods
Still long ago the winter night of black July and then the outcome
Of an early rainfall

I sit softly among the rest there for him to paint his pictures
And as the go-go girl went round and our heads in a spin
I thought the Crossroads, in the early morning rain and Rosanna

I'm not that I'm sorry, I'm just telling you this story
And Lightfoot's magic calls, you can write it on your walls
'Cause what walls are for

He is an artist, he is an
He is an artist painting Sistine masterpieces of and fur and backwoods

He is an artist, he is an
He is an artist painting Sistine masterpieces of and fur and backwoods
Still long ago the winter night of black July and then the outcome

He is an
He is an artist painting of pine