Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Mans Paradise

Ain't got nothin' in my
I got holes in both of my
got nothing 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 have been a little rough
But still fish in the bayou
He can up a courtbouillon
Whistlin' Jolie
In his poor paradise
is nice

Neighbor Charles sits on the
Drinkin' a Dixie
Tellin' to his dog
that he behind the ear
Rockin' back and
To his transistor in his poor man's paradise
Callin' up Dr. Daddy-O and 'Play Fats Domino'

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

Sweet is on the street
single day
Talkin' to her friend Jesus
And the children play
She tells Clyde to on by
some shrimp creole
Forget our troubles and dance to Charlie's

1 and 2 and 3 and 4
the music 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 God's children go to in a

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