Luyện nghe bài hát The Ballad Of Jerry Jeff Walker

Jerry Walker stumbled up the stairs
On his way to the
With a Martin and a six pack
Yeah, and he was the poet of the Lone state
And I was young enough to I was good enough
To be his act

And in a cloud of he took another toke
And one, two, three
And I knew there, just breathin' his air
I wanted to be

Buckaroos and lovers
L.A. and redneck mother
who had raised a son so well
Talkin' outlawed, long hair and stoner's
Singin about to come home and
likely too far gone to get there

Hey, Kix, was 76
That was just enough to get us through the set
And get as as our crowd
We got seven hundred miles, Jerry, we go
Yeah, youre out of your mind, youll make it on time
Why not just another round

Oh, we were to get paid, just tryin' to get laid
on love
Sleepin' on the stage, just turn another
Never thinkin wed grow up, oh yeah

Buckaroos and lovers
L.A. freeway and redneck
Mothers who had raised a son so
Talkin' outlawed, long hair and stoner's
Singin about to back home and
Most too far gone to get there

Well, the way I the 70s
We were down in Austin and the were sayin'
We wastin' our time
Next thing I we were makin more money
we could count them
Were all sued by the IRS
Havin more fun than the law

Yeah, Im loners and stoner's
And singin about to come home and
likely too far gone to get there
Yeah, they were most likely too far to get there

Jerry Jeff Walker up the stairs
On his way to the
a Martin guitar and a six pack

of the trade, son