Luyện nghe bài hát Singin' the Dinosaur Blues

Steven

Me and my friends are getting long in the
After three or decades of seeking the truth
Trying to from misspent 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 others have up privilege

But I'm still on my old guitar
my songs in a smoky old bar
Hitching my wagon to a shooting
And that star don't fall
keep picking as long as I can
But I don't want to die a honky-tonk man
I'm just a buffalo singing the dinosaur

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

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

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

Maybe be a ditty I know
I got to see and places to go
Just an old buffalo the dinosaur blues

I've been a lucky man all of my
I got two great kids and a wonderful
Got a rosewood guitar and a very knife
And I got a little knack for rhymin'

I been blessed with a that can sing
And a faith in the and what it may bring
And is the very most natural of things
And life is mostly attitude and

One of these days, well, I'll
You'll around and I won't be here
Don't worry, buddy, there's nothing to
I'm just going where the rivers

You can find me in a boat
in Mexico you can send me a note
Care of a old buffalo singing the

I've played Buffalo, I recall Shore
I'm just a buffalo the dinosaur blues