Luyện nghe bài hát Migration

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

I'm just in the sunshine
contented most of the time
Yeah listenin' to Murphy, Walker and
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 those bastards so

I wish a summer would blow them all
The way up to land
Yeah, they're ugly and square, they belong here
They looked a lot better as beer

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

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

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

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

Yeah, and that's why still a mystery 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 Caribbean soul I can control
And some Texas here in my heart

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

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

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

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

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