Luyện nghe bài hát Spanish Pipedream

She was a dancer on the road to alcohol
And I was just a on my way to Montreal
Well, she her chest against me
the time the juke box broke
Yeah, she gave me a peck on the of the neck
And are the words she spoke

up your TV, throw away your paper
Go to the country, you a home
a little garden, eat a lot of peaches
Try an' find on your own

Well, I sat there at the and I acted real naive
For I knew topless lady had something up her sleeve
Well, she danced the bar room
And she did the
Yeah, she sang her all night long
me what to do

Blow up TV, throw away your paper
Go to the country, you a home
Plant a little garden, eat a lot of
Try an' find on your own

Well, I was young and
And about to that place
When just as I was
Well she looked me in the

I said, "You must the answer"
She said, "No but I'll it a try"
And to this very day we've livin' our way
is the reason why

We blew up our TV, threw away our
to the country, built us a home
Had a lot of children, fed 'em on
all found Jesus on their own