Luyện nghe bài hát Back Roads

1
The back roads of this
Cross like the on my boots
And Ive been running em
Since I was to
I left at nineteen,
Swore I was coming back
Nights like I wish
Thats I was at

Slow pokin down a blacktop, tires on the white rock
Theres a on a dead end road
Were just that the cops dont show
Somebody is looking for a
Its gonna be kind of night
When I get too far from
I go find me a back
2
I remember the summer, that I sixteen
I made out a girl, in the back of her hatchback Chevrolet
And I drank my first beer, on the Louisiana line
My night to see the other side


I heard em tell me, son dont forget where you came
And I never have, and I like to beat that drum
From the river bottoms, to the tall pine
It will be right here inside of me