Luyện nghe bài hát Ration Blues

Baby, baby, baby,
What's wrong with Sam?
He's cut on my sugar
Now messin' with my ham

I got the blues
as I can be
Oh, me, I've got those blues

I got to live on ounces
Of any kind of
forty little ounces
Gotta last me all the

I got to cut on my jelly
It takes sugar to make it
I'm gonna steal all jelly, baby
And rob you of meat

I got the ration
as I can be
Oh, me, I've got ration blues

I like to up in the morning
With my jelly by my
rationing started, baby
You just take your stuff and

reduced my meat and sugar
And rubber's fast
You can't ride no more with
'Cause Sam wants my gas

I got the blues
as I can be
Oh, me, I've got ration blues