Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't No Way

You have the sparkling waters
of the sandy coast of Carolina.
From the rock coast of Maine
past Virgina to the sunny Florida keys.

You have chased the whistling along
the painted canyon of Colorado.
And you that big river from
Paul to where she flows into the sea.

You have seen the sun light kiss
the grass on a cold Kentucky morning.
And the Palomino oceans of the
field when the west wind blows.

You're a gypsy, loose and
chasing in the Mississippi sunset.
a number one hell raiser with the
taste for whiskey, and the road.

And there no ramblers anymore,
and you can that for what it's worth.
Seems everybody's jet'n
they ain't got time to the earth.
I guess their don't get to itchin
when they the whistle blow.
ain't crossed the Chattahoochee.
And ain't no ramblers anymore.

You have heard the lonesome of the
midnight freight in the easy hours.
You've been by Arizona sun,
stood shivering in the snow.

You have smelled the sweet magnolia
in a Alabama evening.
You've stood drunk beside the and wished
ta hell ya' still had place left to go.

there ain't no ramblers anymore,
At least not like use to be.
on vacation,
or watching on T.V.
They ain't ever to Tuscon,
or been in in Mexico.
They ain't ever to Boise.
Cause there no ramblers anymore.

Cause ain't no ramblers anymore.