Luyện nghe bài hát Smokey Factory Blues

Early in the misty, morning
Headin' for another jam
eyed and shivering
Waking up and wishing it was

I it was Sunday
On the radio they're playin' songs
Songs that me want to turn around
Factory gates are up

I wish that I was home in bed with you, my
Back home you, my love

But I to make a living
And I work without a
And I work when I am
And I work when I'm

Yes, and I'd to leave the city
But I can't afford the
And I I'm goin' under
With those way low down
Smokey blues

I was born a lover not a
Money smell like sweet perfume
of us feel out of place
With oil upon our face
Believe me, you believe me