Luyện nghe bài hát A Bag Full Of Stories

A bag of stories
It's all I got
But I'm not oh no I'm not
I live out of a suitcase but I it a lot
A bag full of stories, it's all I got

A bag full of
all I can give
I travel to sing 'cause how I live
Maybe make it, maybe we won't
But as long as I play, I care if we don't

A bag full of
of my life
Imprisoned in music, my way to
You may take my money, yes, it all
But you can't get my spirit, my and soul

She me back the key to my front door
Another girl goodbye, not the last one, for sure
I bought her presents, I know that's bad
A fun-on-the-road-report was all she get

From Sydney to
My mind's all
I'm waiting, I'm
From LA to
My all alone
I'm waiting, I'm
To the bus home

A bag of stories
all I have got
But I'm not unhappy, oh no I'm not
I live out of a but I like it a lot
A bag full of stories, it's all I got

My social life and I am to blame
I'm married to music, some say that's a
But it takes me to places no will find
And if I don't earn a dime, I'll forever remind

Sydney to Rome
My mind's all
I'm waiting, I'm
From LA to
My all alone
I'm waiting, I'm
To catch the bus