Luyện nghe bài hát Take My Duds To The Junkman

(Ron Agnew)

Take my to the junkman
'im ev'rything I got
Take my brass buckle an' my turquoise ring
I get out while I'm hot
You a-con-tri-bu-tin' to the way I'm livin',
Yer don't mean a lot
Nobody gives a damn about I am,
give me stuff about what I'm not

Put my cash in a root bottle
But you better back a dime
So you can call someone who cares a-hearin'
You can tell 'em how I wasted your
my songs in a suitcase
Send 'em out to old Dee
An' you can take them earplugs outta yer
'Cause you won't hear a thing me

[Tap here, if you feel inclined.]

Some I'm right,
times I'm wrong,
But most a' time I'm
There's always wantin' somethin' for nothin'
Somethin' gettin' for me
Well, you me for dependency
But my will turned to won't
Though you cared about me when I did,
You miss me when I don't

So, take my to the junkman
'im ev'rything I got
Take my brass belt an' my turquoise ring
I get out while I'm hot
You a-con-tri-bu-tin' to the way I'm livin',
Yer support mean a lot
Nobody gives a damn what I am,
They give me stuff about I'm not

Nobody gives a about what I am,
They give me stuff what I'm not