Luyện nghe bài hát Spanish Pipedream

She was a level-headed on the road to alcohol
And I was a soldier on my way to Montreal
Well, she pressed her against me
About the time the juke box
Yeah, she me a peck on the back of the neck
And these are the words she

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

Well, I sat there at the table and I acted real
For I knew that topless had something up her sleeve
Well, she danced around the bar
And she did the
Yeah, she sang her song all long
Tellin' me to do

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

Well, I was and hungry
And to leave that place
just as I was leavin'
Well she me in the face

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

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