Luyện nghe bài hát Prodigal Son

In a place outlaws abound from the range
? ? ? on a day mountains has to falls? ? ?
In a land where are forbiden to grow
And mell is the master
Were the higway ends and the breakes
And are bendt from great earthquackes
And statesmen crawl on their bellys snakes
And feed of the hunger
In a were sky-scrapers scratch the sky
And daughters to their mothers still lie
stands on the corner he ? ? ? waitin' to beat the drum? ? ?
Welcome my prodigal son
When run raging through city streets
And great eagels have fallen from their loofty
And policemen the sideshow freeks
For the final is commited
presidents ride in ford mustangs
And the man releases his caddilac ? ? ? fangs? ? ?
And your chech in bed as the landlord thanks the young girl next door
For the
Where telegraph wires are to your mind
Delinquent to their mothers still lie
stands on the corner ? ? ? waitin to beat the drum? ? ?
Welcome home my son
the telephone rings and falls of the hook
And your legs have been stolen by some department crook
And you startin' to about writing a book
But now you pledge allingence to anything
And the comes in with coffee and cake
In a dress she wore just for your sake
You explain your not dead and she takes it as a
And out her tounge and asks for requests
In a land were scrapes the sky
And delinquent daughters to their still lie
Papa stands on the corner ? ? ? to beat the drum? ? ?
Welcome home my son