Luyện nghe bài hát Sunrise Over Big Muddy

You got yer Huckleberry Finn, you got yer smile,
gotcher red beans and on yer green radio dial.
You got old Luke the Drifter, like a voice from
in a I recreate.
Back in that on a long afternoon
and a kid of 6 or 8,
I a taste for that deep Southern sound
while them sad old whined.
And my rolls on like Big Muddy
to that slow-moving time.
Well, I never got down to till I was 29.
When I in love with a Creole girl, she stole this soul of mine.
With her deep brown eyes and her beautiful
and her like rare French wine.
And we our fill of the warm night air
the Cajun fiddles whined.
And watched the sun rise over Big
once upon a time.
No can take me there - it's lost like a beautiful dream.
But someday be gone, following a song,
Pretty Mama, you come along with me?
For if you close yer eyes you help but harmonize -
It's as as laughter and tears.
On dit que Plus a change, les choses restent al meme.
That old river keeps a-rollin' while restin' in her bed,
and the runs on like Big Muddy through my head
in that old three-quarter time.