Luyện nghe bài hát Migration

Whoa, lookin' back at my
Tryin' to figure out how I got here
things are still a mystery to me
While are much too clear

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

of the people who retire in Florida
Are wrinkled and they on a crutch
And mobile homes are my Keys
I hate bastards so much

I wish a summer squall blow them all
The way up to land
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 nice things happenin' out there
They never seen the clues

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

Well, now I might have joined the Merchant
If I hadn't how to sing
And on top of all that I got married too
'Cost me much more than a

But now crazy days are over
gotta learn from the wrong things you done
I came off the rebound, lookin' around
Figured out it's time to have a fun

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yeah, got a soul I can barely control
And some hidden here in my heart