Luyện nghe bài hát 87 Southbound

I you with him
On them damp, slick, sticky, sheets
Then I packed my things and then I hit the

(Chorus)
87 southbound, to San
You got your baby, I got no
The burnin', at a hundred and two
I don't need to hear no excuses, but I don't need you

the sun keeps beatin' me down, and it's hotter'n hell
And if I'm a I'll catch a ride, but you can't never tell
I'd be here with the bugs and flies, then back there hearin' your alibis
I heard all that I'm gonna hear you say, I gonna take my pride and go the way

87 southbound, to San
getting late out, I'm forty miles from home
The rain keeps a fallin', like the of my eyes
Just tryin' to wash away the hurt all your lies
(yeah daddy)

And lightnin' streaks the evenin' sky
And if I'm a (it'll make you?) laid right down and die
I when the morning comes, I'll still be a walking son-of-a-gun
When afternoon comes rolls around, have ten more miles and one more town

(Repeat Chorus)
No I don't need to hear no more excuses, but I love you