Luyện nghe bài hát The Gulf Of Mexico

Come and 'round me people
And a tale to you I'll
Of my father and his
In the days the spill
an endless sky above 'em
And a sea below
And every blessin' flowing from the of Mexico

From my Granddad the shrimp boats
From the that he was grown
And he and saved and bought himself
A of his own
He was and he was ready
And he when he was home
And he his family's living on the Gulf of Mexico

We rolling
We were
Past the deep blue
He was

Well my Daddy drove a crew
workers to the rigs
He was sick of mending
And couldn't stand the of fish
He drew a paycheck
20 years at
When he died they spread his
On the of Mexico

We were
We were
the deep green water
He was

As for me, I of nothing
Any than the day
I stepped out on the drillin' floor
To a roughneck's pay

Then one night I swear I saw the
Crawlin' the hole
And he spilled the guts of out in the Gulf of Mexico

We were
We were
'Cross the blood red
We were