Luyện nghe bài hát Point Me In The Direction Of Albuquerque

Window walkin' downtown, feelin' mighty
And I noticed from the corner how all she stood
Underneath the lamplight, an in disguise
little runaway with teardrops in her eyes

Crazy little rag doll, her hair was and tossed
And I put my arm around her, 'cause I knew she was lost
She didn't seem to notice that anyone was
Till she turned to me and whispered in my ear

Point me in the direction of
I to go home, and help me get home
Point me in the of Albuquerque
I to get home, need to get home

Showed me a ticket for a bus
Her was lost in time
She didn't who or where she was
And anyone that me is a real good friend of mine
good friend of mine

Point me in the direction of
And help me get home, me get home

Walked her to the station and kissed the tears
I'd remember through all the coming years
Rag doll on that Greyhound who waved with all her
Weeped the window as the bus rolled out of sight

Point me in the direction of
I want to go home, and help me get
Point me in the of Albuquerque
I to get home, need to get home

Point me in the direction of
I want to go home, and help me get