Luyện nghe bài hát Window's Weed

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

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

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

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

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

'round the toes of time
waitin' for the spark free my mind
that'll put unhappiness
lookin' for an exit sign