Luyện nghe bài hát Letter From the County Farm

Letter from the county farm, from the county farm
And the it has been blowin'
Its been blowin' so
They're afraid to raise the flag 'less it torn to shreds
But God the wind should ever stop blowin'
But if it did
I'm sure all fall down
But sometimes it windy
Like February
I remember it
and a week later it
And now it like raining
Now it looks raining
I'm convinced that what makes the rain and hail so heavy here
is that the sherrif has been messing out minds.
out questionnaries to the pris'ners who are blind
to the who are blind
Let me tell you one thing new at the farm
They've got in the fields
which makes life of mine a little more unreal
a more unreal
But I wish they'd the sounds, I wish they'd kill the sounds
You don't knowwhat it's like to hear Debussy in a California prison
And I
I love to while I'm workin'
I love to sing I'm workin'
And the has been blowin'
And the wind has been

I've given up reading for a and taken up other pastimes
Such as watchin' winos gum food and epileptics havin' bad times
More frequently I've been lost in game
And it like they're gonna make a crim'nal out of me
A out of me
But guys who are down on me winnin'
Lord knows, they the game so seriously
But hurts me more, burts me more than anything
Is when I get your
When I get your mail, cut you
They've cut out the parts and the words that feeling
So I'm left with part of you
I say I'm left with part of you
And the wind has been
And the wind has blowin'

Oh, your guitar, baby
Play guitar, baby,
Get me off this farm, baby, me away...

And apart from all this crap is some peace and quiet
Except for the screws grumbling and mumbling and calling me a hair
I wouldn't mind, but they cut my quite some time ago
They cut it off I first came here
Which tells me Indo-China is really here behind wire
And it soon will be dying engulfed in own fire, in their own fire
In fact, they tell me that a boy like me shouldn't think like
But this is murder and accepts that.
Lord knows, they all it, and everybody knows thatt ain't where its at
So take care, pray for rain and maybe see you
Visiting hours week
And when the screw, when the screw no touching,
knows, I'll turn the other cheek.