Luyện nghe bài hát 100 000 Miles

I need a reason to get up /before I my face
The junkies the Hookers the dealers the
kickin' off my covers / trippin' off the
that I called my gramma in a long long time
standin in the shower/ for half an hour
to wake up/ and I'm lookin for the power
reachin' for the towel/ with in my eyes
dryin' off my shoulders / my and my thighs
The next I know/ the telephone rings
I hear my own /on the answering machine
leave a message/ I'm glad ya called
I for a voice /but there's nothin' at all
Man oh Man
I gotta the blues
and pay respect where is due
all praises to GOD the one I to
the one I can to
I'm feelin burned to the bone

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Early in the morn/ before I wash my
The bed is still warm but an empty space
in the morn/ before I wash my face
a hundred thousand miles is a place

At six in the morning rolled outa bed
out the window/ and then she said
that I her type...
I she's runnin outa types though...and I told her so.
She picked up her and walked through the door
and then said that she see me no more
just as she was /I asked her if she'd call
she didn't look back / nuttin at all
I didn't change my clothes/ because they like you
and I took a shower it reminded me of you
I Gramma Brown/for advice
it happened to me once/it to me twice
Michael/ my son/ you really bugged
I wish you were here /so I could to you give
a hug then she gave me/ a long, long
she said "you the patience /of ice on a sidewalk"
when things get rough/ don't it
in life you just have to let it
and out a song / so strong
that even a bad dream bring harm
to the mind of a childs battles
formed the candle light shadows
her voice is like a whispering kiss on the

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Early in the before I wash my face
The bedisstill warmbut an empty space
in the mornin/beforeIwashmy face
a hundred thousand miles is a lonely

In the thirty minutes/before I fall asleep
I have said my prayers /and I have brushed my teeth
This is the /when I am forced to think about
all of the I been tryin to forget about
The Bills, the phone, up my room
the cars, the traffic, the speakers and the
I remember /the times with me and you
and I my heart is shakin' up the room
Gramma she would tell us /about the glory
and gramma she would us/ about when we were slaves
in the livin' room/ outa tune
on top of it the /of every bride and groom
child/ grand /lost child
every single shed / every single smile
'cause everybodies alota shit to deal with
and life doesn't it just makes ya feel it
so shake the dust/ offa your
take a step forward/ liberate the beat
so for you/ I this song
I wanted you to it/ before you are gone.
the in me/ the Seminole in me
These are a things my grandmother gave
to me some believe there are and believe there
ain't if ever there was one my Brown she is a saint

(chorus)
Early in the morn/ before I wash my
The bed isstill warmbut there'san space
Earlyin themornin/ before I my face
a hundred thousand miles is a place