Luyện nghe bài hát Lord Have Mercy On A Country Boy

Well, I up wild and free
Walkin' fields in my bare feet
wasn't no place I couldn't go
With a .22 rifle and a pole

Well, I live in the city but fit in
You know a pity the shape I'm in
Well, I got no and I got no choice
Oh, Lord, have mercy on a boy

When I was young, I well
I'd hunt the wild turkey and bobwhite
The river was clear and deep back
Had lines tied to the willow limb

Well, I in the city but don't fit in
You know it's a pity the I'm in
Well, I got no and I got no choice
Oh, Lord, have mercy on a boy, alright

Well, they the river, they damned the stream
They cut down the cypress and the sweet gum
a laundromat and a barbershop
And now the whole is a parking lot

Well, I in the city but don't fit in
You know it's a the shape I'm in
Well, I got no and I got no choice
Oh, Lord, have mercy on a boy

Well, I live in the but don't fit in
You know it's a pity the I'm in
Well, I got no home and I got no
Oh, Lord, mercy on a country boy

Oh, Lord, have mercy on a boy