Luyện nghe bài hát Maybe Mexico

The whole world's topsy
You feel like you're down
Everyday a push and a shove
People tryin' to get

Working hard, to make some bread
Kinda get it it gets away
It's too bad our old man must to get along
But living knowing a pay

The city is a in which dirty dreams
It's to give your ideas, life
Man, gets along in Folsom green
He just likes peace and quiet
and quiet, peace and quiet

So, I've to be up and this town
And set headed an open road
With all that you own thrown on the back seat
'bout where you're going

Maybe New Orleans, maybe
Yeah, got to go, yeah, I'm, I'm, I've got to get out of
Don't you know, yeah, babe, I got to head on

If only you could pack up you love
And everyone ever been your friend
Keeping to you the things that make you strong
Got to carry them with you the bend

The fear to and meet the new can keep you in line
To go you know that something behind
Separate the good and bad and take along the
To the place like to be and right down the line, line

Oh, to be up and leaving this town
And set headed an open road
With all that you own kinda thrown on the back
Thinking where you're going

Maybe New Orleans, Mexico
Yeah, got to go, yeah, I'm, I'm, got to get out of here
Don't you know, yeah,

I've to be up and this town
And set headed an open road
With all that you own kinda thrown on the back
Thinking 'bout you're going

Maybe New Orleans, Mexico
Yeah, got to go, yeah, I'm, I'm, got to get out of here
Don't you know, yeah, babe, I got to head on

on down
Stop off down in Austin,
See some of mine, yeah, yeah
Down the border, down near the border
near the border, down near the border