Luyện nghe bài hát Troubadour Blues

(Mark Erelli)

I was a boy
I went to hear picker play
I recall his blue guitar
it was yesterday
I was a powder keg
For someone to light the
He a match and I did catch
The troubadour

I got my first guitar
I until my fingers bled
Though my parents
That I doing something else instead
I they'd understand
It isn't something I can
Oh I was born to sing
The troubadour

Troubadour
blues
All you a simple song
Three and the truth
Like Hank and
Townes and Jimmie Rodgers to do
Oh Lord I'm bound to
With troubadour blues

So I me a woman
But she's more a saint
alone 200 nights a year
With nary a
Oh babe I hate to you lonely
But I to pay my dues
Forgive me while I'm gone to
The blues

(CHORUS)

The old battle's raging
All on the line
Why does it seem nothing's changed
Since Guthrie's time?
I ain't afraid to sing those things
You see on the news
'Cause there's job security
In the blues

So let me thank you Mr.
To me you've so kind
For the of inspiration
Can dry up time to time
Each time you open up mouth
You me something I can use
day another reason
For the blues

Troubadour
blues
All you a simple song
Three chords and the
Like Hank and
and David Carter used to do
Oh I'm bound to ramble