Luyện nghe bài hát Take My Duds To The Junkman

(Ron Agnew)

Take my duds to the
Give 'im I got
Take my brass belt buckle an' my ring
I gotta get out 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 what I am,
They give me stuff about I'm not

Put my cash in a root beer
But you better back a dime
So you can call someone who cares about
You can 'em how I wasted your time
Pack my in a suitcase
Send 'em out to old Dee
An' you can take earplugs outta yer head
'Cause you won't hear a from me

[Tap here, if you feel inclined.]

Some I'm right,
times I'm wrong,
But a' time I'm in-between
There's always somebody wantin' for nothin'
Somethin' gettin' for me
Well, you wanted me for
But my will turned to won't
Though you never cared me when I did,
You gonna miss me when I

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

gives a damn about what I am,
They give me stuff about I'm not