Luyện nghe bài hát Talkin' Gypsy Market Blues

Talkin' gypsy market
I was too late but I never got to
Talkin' market blues
I was too late but I never got to

Gotta have gypsy boots
them by familiar root
Rambled round from town to
Sleepin' in a doorway as a mouse

Saw the bullfighter's last
I've been drinkin' dust, I've kickin' cans
All my family, they home
Let me in Portugal, all

Thought I saw that
But it was just a car man
Said to me as I in line
There's in the world as sad as time

Well if nothing comes to nothing what's the point?
I sat right down and I built my
Flat caps, they just me by
The pneumonia left me dry

Well, gypsy market blues
I was too but I never got to choose
gypsy market blues
I was too late but I got to choose

Three later when I awoke
My dust filled lungs hardly cope
Realised I was not
I was in the old car park man's

Looked out the at the local scenes
On the ledge were grilled sardines
through the door in came the maid
Said, was her name

dark hair and copper skin
Washed away my seven
Said, "Senor this bad news"
her of my gypsy blues

Maria and said, "You're cute"
You need no gypsy boots
Picked up off the floor
I don't them boots no more

I don't need them boots no
I don't need them boots no
Said, "I need them boots no more"
Don't need them boots,