Luyện nghe bài hát Troubadour Blues

(Mark Erelli)

I was a boy
I went to hear picker play
I still his blue guitar
it was yesterday
I was a keg a-waitin'
For someone to the fuse
He struck a and I did catch
The troubadour

When I got my guitar
I played until my fingers
my parents wished
That I doing something else instead
I they'd understand
It isn't I can choose
Oh mama I was to sing
The blues

Troubadour
Troubadour
All you need's a simple
chords and the truth
Like and Woody
and Jimmie Rodgers used to do
Oh Lord I'm bound to
With troubadour blues

So I married me a
But more like a saint
alone 200 nights a year
With nary a
Oh I hate to leave you lonely
But I to pay my dues
Forgive me I'm gone to sing
The blues

(CHORUS)

The same old raging
All on down the
Why does it like nothing's changed
Since Guthrie's time?
I afraid to sing about those things
You see on the news
'Cause plenty job security
In the blues

So let me thank you Mr.
To me you've been so
For the well of
Can dry up from time to
Each you open up your mouth
You give me I can use
day another reason
For the blues

Troubadour
blues
All you need's a simple
Three chords and the
Hank and Woody
Townes and David Carter to do
Oh Lord I'm bound to