Luyện nghe bài hát Singin' the Dinosaur Blues

Steven

Me and my friends are getting in the tooth
After three or four of seeking the truth
Trying to recover from youth
And gradually giving in to

I know a picker who to Nepal
And another buddy's got a shop in a mall
Some of my ain't breathing at all
And have given up privilege

But I'm beating on my old guitar
my songs in a smoky old bar
Hitching my wagon to a shooting
And hoping that star don't
I'll picking as long as I can
But I don't to die just a honky-tonk man
I'm just a buffalo singing the blues

I was out night, just me and a partner
Ain't nothing but a fool would that hard
You wind up sleeping in your front yard
And you wonder what to tell the woman

Me and the band's up all long
We was the pipe and banging the gong
to remember one of Van Zandt's songs
Something about and Gold a-gamblin'

But I'm walking down the lost highway
Doing what it takes to my way
that I got a piper to pay
And hoping that I like the

Maybe it'll be a I know
I got people to see and to go
Just an old buffalo the dinosaur blues

been a lucky man all of my life
I got two great kids and a wife
Got a rosewood and a very sharp knife
And I got a little knack for rhymin'

I been blessed with a voice that can
And a faith in the future and what it may
And change is the very most natural of
And is mostly attitude and timing

One of these days, well, I'll
You'll look and I won't be here
Don't worry, buddy, there's to fear
I'm just going where the rivers

You can find me in a boat
Down in Mexico you can me a note
Care of a old singing the dinosaur

I've Buffalo, I recall Dinah Shore
I'm just a buffalo singing the blues