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

At he sits alone
And he's looking at the
He to them playing guitars
He let phil go a long, long way
They about marching and dying all in one day
They songs together, they sit up past the dawn

I wonder why this goes on.

Bob was there last week as
He's a quiet guy but he's got stories to
Our sits and listens without asking why
bob a minor with a glint in his eye
Bob it on hollis brown but that was some time ago

When is this gonna stop? heaven knows.

Then our picks up his guitar
To for me the only tune he knows
He it to me once
He says "where's the (? ), but is how it goes
he sings

This is the thing that really matters
me going, retains my sanity
The nights I spend alone there's just
Phil ochs, bob dylan, steve goodman, blue and me

Stevie and then david died
But to the papers that live outside
Last thursday they in the room where he sits
The three of them jokes about the meager obits
Steve and smile and they left quite soon
He wonders about dream as he looks at the stars and the moon

Sometimes he has a party for him and the
They turn up on time 'cause they do
plays "i ain't marching"
Bob plays but plays it all wrong
And harmonizes like he did with john prine
And david just sits and looks blue all the

Then the comes around again
They all sit and to our hero play
He says, "ah, you've it all before"
like it so they shout "encore"
Then he

This is the thing that really matters
me going, retains my sanity
The nights I spend alone there's just
Phil ochs, bob dylan, steve goodman, blue and me
And me.
Phil ochs, bob dylan, goodman, david blue and me