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 playing
Him and Phil go a long long way
They talked about marching and all in one day
They played songs together, they sit up past the
I wonder why dream goes on

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

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

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

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

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

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

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