Luyện nghe bài hát American Road

[First
Oh, well, I a cigarette
To choke on the
My laughs so loudly
But I'm broke a joke
The man in the tie
Keeps his dress clean
But his doesn't know
Of the he has seen
He says now "True
It shows
But you ain't never on
Road"

[Second
Well, I keep on
But I'm not sure what for
I wipe and my feet
to find dirt on the floor
Susie plays a
wage at the bar
She claims she's an
And that dreams get you far
She says,"Life,
It's pretty
But you can finding on
Road"

[Third
And I square dance the street
To the singing of a
stuck in some French ice box
And frozen for all
There's some hating hobos
And beatniks blaming
the NRA comes waltzing down
Waving all my
And Heston
He says, "Hello! son to
Road!"

[Fourth
And there's a fool
Preaching at the
But the deaf
Because his much too loud
I walk a line
And the gypsies to dance
I the Bible
And the to Kerouac
They say, "The rhetoric, getting bold!
But the truth on
Road!"

[Fifth
The smoke begins to
As my subsides
It's the changing of the
And the of the tide
It's lazy revolution
That'll probably be
They it's evolution
Or the story
"Yeah, it is, it fits the mold!
But keep on riding this American Road!"