Luyện nghe bài hát Window's Weed

waitin' my dyin' day
that's when I pack these blues away
that's when I go to lay down in my
that'll be my day

what I'm workin' for
ain't gonna be your dog no more
ain't gonna an' scrub your kitchen floor
I wonder what I'm for

making feet for shoes
have the right to pick 'n choose
didn't know the freedom I would
in making tiny for shoes

workin' dozen to the
feels like I'm just time
waitin' in goddamn line
or heaven I'll be fine

cookin' in the pan
that's the way life my hand
that'll be my livin' demand
to get somethin' from land

'round the toes of time
waitin' for the spark that'll free my
that'll put behind
jus' lookin' for an sign