Luyện nghe bài hát Migration

Whoa, back at my background
Tryin' to out how I ever got here
things are still a mystery to me
While others are too clear

I'm just livin' in the
Stay most of the time
Yeah listenin' to Murphy, and Willis
Sing me their Texas

Most of the people who in Florida
Are wrinkled and they on a crutch
And mobile are smotherin' my Keys
I hate those so much

I wish a summer would blow them all
The way up to fantasy
Yeah, ugly and square, they don't belong here
looked a lot better as beer cans

Yeah, and that's why still a mystery to me
Why some live like they do
So many nice happenin' out there
They never seen the clues

Whoa but we're doin' fine, we can and rhyme
I know we been doin' our
Got a soul I can barely control
And some Texas hidden in my heart

Well, now I have joined the Merchant Marine
If I hadn't learned how to
And on top of all I got married too early
'Cost me much than a ring

But now those days are over
gotta learn from the wrong things you done
I off the rebound, started lookin' around
Figured out time to have a little fun

Yeah, and that's why it's still a to me
Why some people live like do
So many nice things out there
never even seen the clues

Whoa but we're doin' fine, we can travel and
I we been doin' our part
Got a soul I can barely control
And Texas hidden here in my heart

Well, now if I ever to be an old man
I'm gonna sail down to
I'm gonna buy me a sweat-stained suit
And an African

And then sit him on my shoulder
And open up my old mind
I gonna teach him how to cuss, teach him how to
And pull the cork out of a bottle of

Yeah, and why it's still a mystery to me
Why some live like they do
So many nice things happenin' out
They never even seen the

Yeah, but doin' fine, we can travel and rhyme
I know we doin' our part
Got a Caribbean I can barely control
And some hidden here in my heart

Yeah, got a Caribbean I can barely control
And Texas hidden here in my heart