Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Mans Paradise

Ain't got in my pocket
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 Clyde lost his house when the big winds blew
And things have been a little
But there's fish in the bayou
He can up a courtbouillon
Jolie Blon
In his poor paradise
Sure is

Charles sits on the dock
Drinkin' a Beer
stories to his dog
that he behind the ear
back and forth
To his transistor in his poor man's paradise
up Dr. Daddy-O and sayin' 'Play Fats Domino'

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

Cleothilde is on the street
Every day
Talkin' to her good friend
And watching the children
She Clyde to come on by
With some creole
our troubles and dance to Charlie's radio

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

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