Luyện nghe bài hát 5,500 Miles

5,500
Across the Texas
to look at the mountains
Just to not go

5,500
Across the Texas
Just to at the ocean
Just to not go

I'm goin' home, I'm home
On a eastern highway
A snow bank, a broken radio
A dome of stars on a tin
Got T on cassette tape

Tore out the to fit it in
I saw the free way buckle and
Carburetor a strong head wind
And I barreled California

And on a cloudy day
At the end the sun through
the mountains and the clouds

5,500
Across the plain
to look at the mountains
Just to not go

5,500
the Texas plain
Just to look at the
Just to not go

And now I'm home, I made it
On a little engine
A tin can, red sleepin' bag
I wasn't the whole way
I had some

The sterring wheel made a on my arm
I stopped and I checked out the
I saw the sun beat down
And I barreled through

And even on a day
And the end the sun through
Between the and the clouds

I can't drive five lonely miles
I can't drive five thousand lonely
I can't drive thousand lonely miles
I can't drive five thousand lonely
miles