Luyện nghe bài hát Back Roads

1
The back roads of this
Cross like the laces on my
And Ive been em down
I was able to
I left at nineteen,
I was never coming back
Nights like this I
where I was at

Slow pokin a blacktop, cutting tires on the white rock
Theres a party on a end road
Were just hoping that the cops dont
Somebody is for a fight
Its be that kind of night
When I get too far home
I go find me a road
2
I remember the summer, that I sixteen
I made out with a girl, in the back of her Chevrolet
And I my first beer, on the Louisiana state line
My first to see the other side


I heard em tell me, son dont forget you came from
And I never have, and I still like to beat drum
the river bottoms, to the tall pine trees
It will forever be here inside of me