Luyện nghe bài hát Other Streets, Other Towns

The whippoorwills were crying in the rain
Far away a whistle hailed a train
Out in the country was almost gone
The fields turning rusty and the hills were turning brown

Now I think of you when summer are on the rise
I think of you with a bottle of and lazy eyes
Playing rock and songs on an old guitar
Getting and sleeping out in my backyard

Now sometimes I just lie and I hear the wind
Blowing through the seasons of my again
My dreams are lost and found on other streets, in other towns
But babe, you know, I look out for you

The cars were all on the city streets
When snow had left us stranded then we our feet
And wound up drinking whiskey in a bar
And now it starts storming I wonder where you are

'Cause you that I was crazy to believe in you
You to never trust a man who sings the blues
Well trust and that old guitar was all ever need
If you found a way to love the in me

Other I knew were just like shiny dimes
Tossed and spent, came and went a hundred times
was as rough on me as giving up on you
Now it seems like every bar in town's got who sing the blues