Luyện nghe bài hát Pothole Blues

Well I was driving into work one mornin',
Heading on my way to town,
When all at once, warnin',
Someone took the ground.

I hit a
one I've seen.
I hit
Who's believe,

it was six foot wide,
And two foot
nightmare,
A front-end man's dream.

Well my car said "Ow, was that?"
Both the front went dead flat.
I over and joined the crowd—
there were other cars all broke down.

We hit the
one we'd seen.
I hit
Who's believe,

But it was six wide,
And two deep:
nightmare,
A man's sweet dream.

Well, I don't mind city roads,
With all dips and heaves and holes,
But if I want to run some course,
I'd the army or the air force.

Oh, I did make to work that mornin',
The is I up and quit.
Hallelujah, I my calling'
And I can't get of it.

Now I fix the
one I see,
I fix the
gonna believe,

Well none too wide and nothing too deep,
All you commuters can in peace,
But the part of this crazy dream,
Is making all those men scream.