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 a long long way
They talked about and dying all in one day
They played songs together, sit up past the dawn
I wonder why this goes on

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

our hero picks up his guitar
To them the only tune he knows
He played it to me
He said 'Wes, it's short, but is how it goes?'
And he sings

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

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

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

the time comes round again
They all sit and to our hero playing
He says 'You've heard it all
But like it so they shout 'encore'
And then he sings, a dream come true

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