Luyện nghe bài hát American Road

[First
Oh, well, I a cigarette
To on the smoke
My cough laughs so
But I'm broke like a
The man in the tie
Keeps his dress clean
But his wife know
Of the women he has
He now "True love
It rarely
But you ain't never on
Road"

[Second
Well, I on clappin'
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 don't get you far
She says,"Life,
It's cold
But you can meaning on
Road"

[Third
And I dance down the street
To the of a mime
He's in some French ice box
And for all time
There's hipsters hating hobos
And beatniks bums
Until the NRA comes down
all my guns
And Heston
He says, "Hello! son to
Road!"

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

[Fifth
The smoke to rise
As my subsides
It's the changing of the
And the of the tide
It's some revolution
That'll never be
claim it's evolution
Or the story
"Yeah, whatever it is, it the mold!
But keep on riding this American Road!"