Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Mans Paradise

Ain't got nothin' in my
I got in both of my shoes
Ain't got in my pocket
But if I did, I'd give to you

Do do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do do
Do do do

My friend lost his house when the big winds blew
And things have been a rough
But still fish in the bayou
He can whip up a
Whistlin' Blon
In his poor paradise
is nice

Neighbor sits on the dock
Drinkin' a Beer
Tellin' to his dog
he scratches behind the ear
Rockin' and forth
To his transistor in his poor man's paradise
Callin' up Dr. Daddy-O and sayin' Fats Domino'

man's paradise, poor man's paradise
Doin', doin', doin', all right
In his poor paradise

Sweet is on the street
single day
Talkin' to her good friend
And watching the play
She tells to come on by
With some shrimp
Forget our troubles and dance to radio

1 and 2 and 3 and 4
Turn the music up some
2 and 3 and 4 and 5
Ain't it good to be
3 and 4 and 5 and 6
is how we get our kicks
4 and 5 and 6 and 7
All God's go to heaven in a

Poor man's paradise, man's paradise
Doin', doin', doin', all right
In his poor man's