Luyện nghe bài hát Prodigal Son

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