Luyện nghe bài hát The Last Of The Drifters (w. Tom T. Hall)

I'm the last of the babies of the War 2
World War 2 and that's the one we lose, I heard that
I was raised on biscuits, Spam and powdered
DiMaggio's baseball and legs

And I'm the of the drifters
of the drifters, yeah

I remember when the train, they used to run on coal
And they run on coal and I would be ready to go, me too
Old white shirt and a overall
Sometime I think my daddy it all

And I'm the last of the
of the drifters, yeah

I remember Louisiana in a hot night
Hot steamy and she was holding me tight
An old red Chevy with a big seat
I had me some two tall shoes off my

Okay, I'm the last of the
Last of the drifters,

I'm a war baby holding mama's hand
Mama's hand and how my knew the land
Truck bearin' music and poverty and
I got some great big scars on

Now I'm the of the drifters
Last of the drifters,

I'm the last tie roller the last good hand
Last hand and I'm a gambling man
All them bombs and people wakin' on that
Sometimes I reckon I got here too

I'm the of the drifters
I'm the last of the drifters,
I'm the last of the
of the drifters