Luyện nghe bài hát Maybe Mexico

The world's topsy turvy
You feel like you're upside
Everyday it's a and a shove
People tryin' to get

Working hard, tryin' to make some
Kinda get it it gets away
too bad our old man must work to get along
But knowing needs a pay

The is a place in which dirty dreams
chance to give your ideas, life
Man, gets along in Folsom green
He just likes some peace and
and quiet, peace and quiet

So, I've to be up and leaving town
And set headed down an open
With all that you own kinda thrown on the back
Thinking where you're going

Maybe New Orleans, maybe
Yeah, got to go, yeah, I'm, I'm, I've got to get out of
you know, yeah, babe, I got to head on down

If only you pack up everything you love
And everyone who'd ever your friend
Keeping close to you the things that make you
Got to carry them you around the bend

The fear to and meet the new can keep you in line
To go you know something stays behind
the good and bad and take along the kind
To the you'd like to be and right down the line, line

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

Maybe New Orleans, maybe
Yeah, got to go, yeah, I'm, I'm, I've got to get out of
you know, yeah, babe

I've to be up and leaving town
And set down an open road
all that you own kinda thrown on the back seat
Thinking 'bout where going

Maybe New Orleans, Mexico
Yeah, got to go, yeah, I'm, I'm, got to get out of here
you know, yeah, babe, I got to head on down

Head on
off down in Austin, Texas
See friends of mine, yeah, yeah
Down near the border, down near the
Down near the border, down near the