Luyện nghe bài hát The Hitchhikers' Song

(Words and by Joan Baez)

When the rolls in on Highway One
a curtain to the day
A thousand hold out their thumbs
and I see and I say
You are my
my children
I am poet.

With hair just like the burning of Moses
the beside you is your twin
Behind your fiery make-up you know this
I am your sister, I am your kin, your and kin
I'll write this
in phrases
just to it

You are the in an age
of no
and your walking you wage a war
against the
Your left you
a row to hoe
and hoe it.

If I could write you easy
on a
you would not read it, you not see it
for the
my pen is
very
and I it.

So to the edges of a dying kingdom
There's one more summer just the bend
The amber in your smile is brave and
for though your highway has no end, it ends
There is the sky
the windy
and the sea it
I'd an angel's ram horn trumpet
and I'd it
I'd it.

1970, 1971 Chandos (ASCAP)