Luyện nghe bài hát Highlands

Well my heart's in The Highlands, and fair
Honeysuckle in the wildwood air
Bluebells blazing where the waters flow
my heart's in The Highlands
I'm gonna go there I feel good enough to go

Windows shaking all night in my dreams
Everything was exactly the way that it
up this mornin' and I looked at the same old page
Same old rat race, in the same old cage
I want nothin' from anyone, ain't that much to take
Wouldn't know the difference between a real blonde and a
Feel like a in a world of mystery
I wish someone'd and push back the clock for me

Well my heart's in The Highlands wherever I
That's where I'll be when I get home
The wind it to the buckeye trees of rhyme
Well, my heart's in The
I can only get one step at a time
I'm listening to Young, I gotta turn up the sound
Someone's always "Turn it down"
Feel like I'm driftin', driftin' from scene to
I'm what in the devil could it all possibly mean

is smashin' up against my soul
You say I was on anything but a roll
If I had a conscience, I just might blow my top
What would I do with it anyway, maybe take it to the shop?
My heart's in The Highlands at the of dawn
By the beautiful lake of the Swan
Big white clouds like chariots that swing low
Well my heart's in The Highlands, place left to go

I'm in town in some restaurant
I got no idea I want
Or maybe I do but I'm really not sure
Waitress over, nobody in the place but me and her
it must be a holiday, there's nobody around
She me closely as I sit down
She got a pretty and long white shiny legs

I said "Tell me I want"
She say "You probably want boiled eggs"
I "That's right, bring me some"
She says "We got any, you picked the wrong time to come"
Then she says "I know an artist, draw a picture of me"
I "I would if I could but
I do sketches from memory"
Well she's there, she says "I'm here in front of you
Or you looked?"

I say "All right, I know but I have my drawin' book"
She me a napkin, she say "You can do it on that"
I say "Yes I could but I don't know my pencil is at"
She one out from behind her ear
She says "Alright now go ahead draw me I'm stayin' here"
I make a few lines and I it for her to see
she takes the napkin and throws it back and says
"That don't look a like me"

I said "Oh kind miss, it certainly does"
She say "You be joking", I said "I wish I was"
She says "You don't women authors do ya?"
At least that's what I I hear her say
I say "How would you know, and what would it matter anyway?"
Well she "Ya just don't seem like ya do"
I "You're way wrong"
She says "Which have you read then?", I say "Read Erica Jong"
She away for a minute, and I slide out, out of my chair
I step outside to the busy street, but nobody's goin' anywhere

Well my in The Highlands with the horses and hounds
Way up in the country far from the towns
With the of the arrow and the snap of the bow
My in The Highlands, can't see any other way to go
Every day is the thing, out the door
Feel further than ever before
things in life it just gets too late to learn
Well I'm somewhere, I must have made a few bad turns

I see in the park, forgettin' their troubles and woes
They're drinkin' and dancin', bright colored clothes
All the men with the young women lookin' so good
Well, I'd trade places any of 'em, in a minute if I could
I'm crossin' the street to get away from a dog
Talkin' to in a monologue
I think what I might be a full-length leather coat
Somebody just asked me if I'm registered to

The sun is to shine on me
But it's not the sun that used to be
The over and there's less and less to say
I got new eyes, looks far away
Well my in The Highlands at the break of day
Over the hills and far
a way to get there, and I'll figure it out somehow
Well I'm there in my mind and that's good enough for now