Luyện nghe bài hát Ninety Mile Wind

Tonight is a I'll walk in the wind
And listen to stuff I can
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 York town or the high blowing
And I found out New was the roughest.

This town has stood up in the face of
Lots worse than a ninety wind
It's not bad storms I'm of today
But the greed our leaders walk in.

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

So come on and blow out your brains
like a cyclone across the flat plains
This is an echo of our world wide storm
That's away our balls and our chains.

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

And I remember that nature fights all of man
And that man against all of nature
And that everything and fights every other thing
And that hurricanes do
And blow
Some harder others