Luyện nghe bài hát San Quentin

I was thinking about you guy
I've been here times before, and
I think I understand a little bit how you feel some things
It's none of my how you feel about some other things
And I don't give a damn how you feel about some of the things

But
I try to put myself in place
And I believe this is the way that I would feel about San

San Quentin, been livin' hell to me.
You've hosted me since nineteen three
seen 'em come and go and I've seen 'em die
And long ago I askin' why

San Quentin, I every inch of you.
You've cut me and scarred me through and thru.
And I'll walk out a weaker man;
Congressman, you can't understand.

(San Quentin)

San Quentin, good do you think you do?
Do you I'll be different when you're through?
You bent my heart and mind and you my soul;
And you stone walls my blood a little cold

San Quentin, may you rot and in hell.
May your walls down and may I live to tell.
May all the world you ever stood.
And may all the world you did no good.

San Quentin, I hate inch of you

Thank you very
(One more time) One more
Hey, we do it, if uh
Any of the are still speaking to me, could I have a glass of water?