Luyện nghe bài hát Lightfoot

Sidemen out first, John Stockfish bass guitar
Looks at the world the eyes of Nashville
The Riverboat and Charlie McCoy, just a boy

The guitarist Red Shea
Who's come a long, long way
Since rocker jingle jangle and go red

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

He is the image of
The side street Chicago
The grim beauty of

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

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

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

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

He is an artist, he is an
He is an painting Sistine masterpieces of pine 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 masterpieces of