Luyện nghe bài hát Box #10

Well, out of Southern
Come a down home boy
He gonna make it in the
Playin' guitar in the

Oh well, he hadn't been an hour
he met a Broadway flower
You she took him for his money
And she left him in a cheap

Oh well, easy for you to see
That country boy is me
Say and how am I ever break the news
To the folks back

Well, I was gonna be a success
Things sure ended up a
But in the I got messed up too

But Mama and Dad I had to call collect
'Cause I ain't got a to my name
Well, I'm sleepin' in the hotel
And tonight say it's gonna rain

And if only send me some money
Oh, I'll be back on my again
Send it in of the Sunday Mission
Box ten

Well back in Illinois
They're still worryin' their boy
But this boy's home
Soon as he gets the

Because as as I got my bread
I got a pipe my head
You know they me in an alley
Took my and my guitar, too

And hello Mama and Dad I had to call
'Cause I ain't got a cent to my
Well, I'm sleepin' in the hotel
And tonight they say it's gonna

And if you'd only send me some
Oh, I'll be back on my again
Send it in care of the Sunday
Box ten