Luyện nghe bài hát Bonefields

All and all I guess there's so many things
That we don't say and
makes us sad I think sometimes
That makes us close but I don't mind, I don't

In the and the bonefields of Arkansas
Past the of tyres and the
Smell of hot tar you threw your
In the rain under your hat you had a world, a

There no father
There ain't no
There no sister
Ain't got no
to no one
Running for

In the valleys and the of Illinois
the new moon I write in my book
And I walk the streets where no one not even you but
You don't mind, you don't

And all and all I guess there's so many things
That we say
Today you think I don't even like you
But don't you know you are my world, my

ain't no father
There no mother
I see my sister
got no brothers
to no one
Left to other

ain't no father
There ain't no
I don't see my
got no brothers

Running to
Running to
to strangers
Running for
to no one
Left to each