Luyện nghe bài hát Prodigal Son

In a where outlaws abound from the range
? ? ? on a day has fallen to falls? ? ?
In a land where boys are to grow
And mell is the only
the higway ends and the desert breakes
And buildings are from great earthquackes
And statesmen crawl on their like snakes
And feed of the public
In a land sky-scrapers scratch the sky
And delinquent daughters to their still lie
Papa stands on the he ? ? ? waitin' to beat the drum? ? ?
Welcome home my son
rivers run raging through city streets
And great eagels have fallen from loofty peaks
And policemen moonlight the freeks
For the final crime is
presidents ride in ford mustangs
And the black man his caddilac ? ? ? fangs? ? ?
And your chech died in bed as the landlord thanks the young next door
For the
telegraph wires are atached to your mind
Delinquent daughters to their still lie
Papa stands on the corner ? ? ? to beat the drum? ? ?
home my prodigal son
When the telephone and falls of the hook
And your legs have been by some defense department crook
And you startin' to think about a book
But now you pledge allingence to anything
And the maid comes in with and cake
In a low-cut dress she just for your sake
You your not dead and she takes it as a compliment
And out her tounge and asks for requests
In a land were skyscrapers the sky
And delinquent daughters to their still lie
Papa stands on the corner ? ? ? waitin' to the drum? ? ?
Welcome home my son