Luyện nghe bài hát West Canterbury Subdivision Blues

I built her a castle of perma
But I should have reigned with her
Too often I left my alone
And that was no way to her

I out in quest of song and wine
And was no way to treat her
I kept her hangin' grapes on the vine
And was no way to keep her

Reds Goodguy rode by on his milk white
And mentioned my misdeeds
He promised her love far greater than
pulled out and plucked my grapes from the vine

I built her a castle patios
But I seldom out upon it
I bought her a TV stereo
But I never much to it

Now I have a castle but the not home
And is no way to have her
I the vine but the grapes are gone
And no way to run a vineyard

Reds Goodguy rode by on his milk white
And mentioned my misdeeds
He promised her love far than mine
Thus pulled out and plucked my from the vine