Luyện nghe bài hát Window's Weed

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

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

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

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

nothin' in the pan
that's the way life dealt my
be my livin' last demand
to get somethin' from land

playin' 'round the of time
for the spark that'll free my mind
that'll put behind
lookin' for an exit sign