Luyện nghe bài hát When I Get To The Border

Dirty people what's mine
I can them all behind
They can never that line
When I get to the

Sawbones standing at the
'til I hit the floor
They won't find me
When I get to the

morning, Monday morning
in on me
I'm up and running away
To where picks on me

If you see a box of
With a name looks like mine
Say I drowned in a of wine
I got to the border

A one way in my hand
Heading for the chosen
My troubles all turn to sand
When I get to the

Salty boy yellow hair
Waiting in that chair
And if I'm I won't care
When I get to the

Monday morning, Monday
in on me
I'm packing up and running
To where nobody on me

Dusty road smell so sweet
Paved with beneath my feet
And I'll be dancing the street
When I get to the

I'll be down the street
When I get to the
When I get to the
When I get to the