Luyện nghe bài hát Maybe Mexico

The world's topsy turvy
You feel like you're down
it's a push and a shove
People tryin' to get

hard, tryin' to make some bread
Kinda get it 'fore it gets
It's too bad our old man work to get along
But knowing needs a pay

The city is a in which dirty dreams
It's to give your ideas, life
Man, along in Folsom country green
He just likes peace and quiet
and quiet, peace and quiet

So, I've to be up and this town
And set headed an open road
With all that you own kinda thrown on the back
'bout where you're going

Maybe New Orleans, maybe
Yeah, got to go, yeah, I'm, I'm, I've got to get out of
Don't you know, yeah, babe, I got to on down

If you could pack up everything you love
And everyone ever been your friend
Keeping close to you the things that make you
Got to carry them with you the bend

The fear to move and meet the new can keep you in
To go you know that something stays
Separate the good and bad and take the kind
To the place you'd to be and right down the line, line

Oh, I've to be up and this town
And set down an open road
all that you own kinda thrown on the back seat
Thinking where you're going

New Orleans, maybe Mexico
Yeah, got to go, yeah, I'm, I'm, got to get out of here
you know, yeah, babe

I've to be up and leaving this
And set headed down an open
With all that you own thrown on the back seat
Thinking where you're going

Maybe New Orleans, maybe
Yeah, got to go, yeah, I'm, I'm, I've got to get out of
you know, yeah, babe, I got to head on down

Head on
Stop off in Austin, Texas
See friends of mine, yeah, yeah
Down near the border, near the border
near the border, down near the border