Luyện nghe bài hát Ninety Mile Wind

Tonight is a night I'll walk in the
And to stuff I can write
The radio says a ninety mile
whip old New York town tonight.

Well I did walk and the wind did
And I got to see who was the
New town or the high blowing wind
And I out New York was the roughest.

This town has up in the face of things
worse than a ninety mile wind
It's not bad storms I'm afraid of
But the that our leaders walk in.

I'll walk along the boardwalk
And feel and hear this mile gale
I can the ocean mourn and groan
And I wonder ships lost out in this storm

So come on wind and blow out your
Blow a cyclone across the flat plains
This is just an echo of our wide storm
That's ripping our balls and our chains.

Blow you little hurricane blow blow
I can see the Ferris Wheel and the parachute
And the men and in overalls holding Coney Island's rides down and I sometimes wonder what we do between blows
That is half as much fun as Coney Island or New town
In a ninety or a hundred miles an storm.

And I remember that fights against all of man
And man fights against all of nature
And that bites and fights every other thing
And that do blow
And blow
Some than others