Luyện nghe bài hát Time for Leaving

There's an ill wind on the
A famine in the
A storm on the northern seas
A dust on the skills

is the law that holds me
In a unpleasant land
I will not for the medicine man
the happy pills at hand

I pack up my things and go
on down to Australia
Just strap on some and I'll blow
Right here in my time, right here in my
Right here in my life, is a time for leaving

I will not sing a chain gang
I not walk the line
The company store have my soul
And I won't have his

You could take my job and it
If I just had one to
You take my pain and love it
But you know how I live

I pack up my things and go
Take a over Canada
Tie up my and I'll blow
Right here in my time, here in my mind
Right in my life, this is a time for leaving

If I my eyes up with the sun
And I hold my face to the sky
My shadow will be cast me
And look no more at its beaten eyes

This is a
Listen to the fall
Listen to the warm call
Listen to me my

This is a time for
here in my time, right here in my mind
Right here in my life, is a time for leaving
This is a time for