Luyện nghe bài hát Talking New Bob Dylan

Hey, Bob Dylan, I you a song
Today is your if I'm not wrong
If I'm not mistaken, 50 today
How are you doin', What do you say?

Well, it been about '62
I heard you on record, you brand new
And some had doubts about the way you sang
But the truth came and loudly it rang

Yeah, you were hipper than Miller
And Johnny Mathis put

So I got some boots, a harmonica
A D-21, and I was on the right
But I start writing until '68
It was too damn daunting, you too great
I won a whole lot of Bob imitation contests, though, huh

Yeah, were a changin', you brought it all home
'Blonde On Blonde', 'Like A Rolling
The real world is crazy, you were
And you went electric, Bob, everything changed
A shock to the

Had a at her motorcycle wreck
Holed up in with a broken neck
And the labels signin' up guys with guitars
Out to make millions, lookin' for

Well, I it was time to make my move
Songs from the West Chester County Delta

Yeah, I got a deal and so did John
Forbert and Springsteen, all in a line
They lookin' for you, signin' up others
We were new Bob Dylans, your ass kid brothers

Well, we still get together every week at Bruce's
Why, he's got quite a spread I tell ya, it's a twelve step

Yeah, but we were just us and of you were you
And "John Harding" sure sounded new
And then, "Nashville Skyline" was newer
'Blood On the an' the ringin' got truer

Let's see, was another one in there somewhere[Incomprehensible]
Oh, I got it, I got it, "Self Portrait"
Well, it was an effort

Yeah, had to listening, times were too tough
Me bein' the new me was hard
You keep right on like you always do
An' what's best is the old stuff still all new

Yeah, today is birthday, have a great one, Bob
the new you is one hell of a job
My kid cranked up her boom box to almost
When I you screamin' from her room
"Everybody must get stoned", a lot, Bob
birthday, Bob