Luyện nghe bài hát Migration

Whoa, back at my background
Tryin' to figure out how I got here
Some are still a mystery to me
others are much too clear

I'm just in the sunshine
Stay most of the time
Yeah to Murphy, Walker and Willis
Sing me Texas rhymes

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

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

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

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

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 more than a ring

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

Yeah, and why it's still a mystery to me
Why some live like they do
So many nice things happenin' out
They even seen the clues

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

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

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

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

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

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