Luyện nghe bài hát Maybe Mexico

The world's topsy turvy
You like you're upside down
Everyday it's a push and a
tryin' to get around

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

The city is a in which dirty dreams
It's chance to give your ideas,
Man, gets along in Folsom country
He likes some peace and quiet
Peace and quiet, peace and

So, to be up and leaving this town
And set down an open road
all that you own kinda thrown on the back seat
Thinking 'bout where 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 could pack up you love
And who'd ever been your friend
Keeping close to you the things that you strong
Got to them with you around the bend

The to move 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 you'd like to be and down the line, line

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

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

New Orleans, maybe Mexico
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 on down

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