Luyện nghe bài hát Phil Ochs, Bob Dylan, Steve Goodman, David Blue And Me

At night, he sits and he's looking at the stars
He listens to them guitars
Him and Phil go back a long way
They talked about marching and all in one day
They songs together, they sit up past the dawn
I why this dream goes on

You know Bob was there last week as
He's a guy but he's got stories to tell
Our hero sits and listens without why
And Bob A minor with a glint in his eye
Bob used it on Brown, but that was sometime ago
When is dream gonna stop? Heaven knows

our hero picks up his guitar
To play them the only tune he
He it to me once
He said 'Wes, it's short, but this is how it
And then he

'This is the only thing that matters
Keeps me going, retains my
The nights I spend alone when just
Phil Ochs, Bob Dylan, Steve Goodman, Blue and me'

died and David died
But to the papers that live outside
Last Thursday they were in the where he sits
The three of them making about the meager obits
and David smiled and they left quite soon
He wonders that dream as he looks at the stars and the moon

he has a party for him and the crew
They up on time just cos they always do
And Phil plays I Ain't Marching, his favorite song
And Bob plays but he plays it all wrong
And Steve harmonizes like he did with John
just sits and looks blue all the time

Then the time comes round
all sit and listen to our hero playing
He says 'You've it all before'
But like it so they shout 'encore'
And then he sings, it's a dream come

is the only thing that really matters
Keeps me going, retains my
The I spend alone when there's just
Phil Ochs, Bob Dylan, Goodman, David Blue and me
And me
Phil Ochs, Bob Dylan, Steve Goodman, David and me'