Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't Livin' Long Like This

R. Crowell - Jolly Cheeks - BMI

I for trouble and I found it son,
Straight the barrel of a lawman's gun.
I'd try to run but I think I can,
You make one and you're a dead man, friend.

livin' long like this,
Can't at all like this, can I baby?
He slipped the handcuffs on my back,
left me freezin' on a steel rail rack.
Can't sleep at all in the baby,
livin' long like this.

Grew up in Houston on the drive,
Son of a car hop in all nite dive.
Dad drove a car to an early death,
All I remember was a man's breathe.

livin' long like this,
Can't live at all this, can I baby?
We know the story how the wheel 'round,
let 'em take you to the man downtown,
They got 'em all in the baby.
Ain't livin' like this,
Can't at all like this, can I baby? Ah take it!

{Erik -

I live for Angel, a road house queen,
Makes Texas Ruby look Sandra Dee.
I to love her but I don't know how,
I'm at the bottom of a now.

Ain't livin' like this,
Can't at all like this, can I baby?
You know the 'bout the jailhouse rock,
Go on and do it, but don't get caught.
They got 'em all in the baby.
Oh, ain't livin' like this.
Oh no!

{Erik -