Luyện nghe bài hát Take My Duds To The Junkman

(Ron Agnew)

Take my to the junkman
Give 'im I got
Take my brass belt buckle an' my ring
I gotta get out I'm hot
You ain't to the way I'm livin',
Yer don't mean a lot
Nobody a damn about what I am,
They me stuff about what I'm not

Put my in a root beer bottle
But you better back a dime
So you can call someone who cares a-hearin'
You can tell 'em how I wasted time
Pack my songs in a
'em out to old Dave Dee
An' you can take earplugs outta yer head
'Cause you won't hear a from me

[Tap dance here, if you inclined.]

times I'm right,
Some I'm wrong,
But most a' time I'm
There's always wantin' somethin' for nothin'
gettin' nothin' for me
Well, you me for dependency
But my will just to won't
Though you never cared me when I did,
You gonna miss me I don't

So, my duds to the junkman
Give 'im I got
my brass belt buckle an' my turquoise ring
I get out while I'm hot
You ain't to the way I'm livin',
Yer support don't a lot
Nobody gives a about what I am,
give me stuff about what I'm not

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