Luyện nghe bài hát Hey Jack Kerouac

Hey Jack
I think of your
And the tears she
They cry for none other
Than her little boy in a little world that hated
And that dared to him down
Her boy courageous

He chose his words mouths of
got lost in the world
Hip slingin' madmen
caf' flirts
They all through you

Hey Jack, now for the part
you were the brightest star
Who were the
Of the San Francisco boys?
You were the
Now they sit and rattle their
And think of their blood days

You chose words from mouths of
got lost in the world
The hip flask madmen
Steamin' flirts
In Chinatown, howlin' at

Allen baby, why so
the boys all grown up
And their faded?
Billy, a saint they made you
You're like Mary down in Mexico
On all day

You your words from mouths of
Babes lost in the
Cool bootin' madmen
Street girls
In Harlem, at night

What a stained, shock of the world
You've gone away without
Sayin'