Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't No Way

You sailed the sparkling waters
of the shady coast of Carolina.
From the bound coast of Maine
down Virgina to the sunny Florida keys.

You chased the whistling wind along
the painted walls of Colorado.
And you followed big river from
Saint Paul to she flows into the sea.

You have seen the early sun light
the blue on a cold Kentucky morning.
And the Palomino of the Kansas
wheat field when the west blows.

You're a gypsy, and running
rainbows in the Mississippi sunset.
Just a number one hell raiser the
taste for whiskey, and the road.

And there no ramblers anymore,
and you can take for what it's worth.
Seems like jet'n
they ain't got to touch the earth.
I their feet don't get to itchin
when hear the whistle blow.
They ain't the Chattahoochee.
And there ain't no anymore.

You have heard the rattle of the
midnight freight in the easy hours.
You've burned by Arizona sun,
shivering in the Minnesota snow.

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

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

Cause there no ramblers anymore.