Luyện nghe bài hát Migration

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

I'm livin' in the sunshine
contented most of the time
Yeah listenin' to Murphy, and Willis
me their Texas rhymes

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

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

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

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

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

But now those crazy are over
Just gotta learn the wrong things you done
I came off the rebound, started around
Figured out time to have a little fun

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

Whoa but we're doin' fine, we can and rhyme
I know we been our part
Got a Caribbean 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 to Martinique
I'm gonna buy me a sweat-stained suit
And an African

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

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

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

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