Luyện nghe bài hát Bound To Forget

Fools wind blowing up, brown verses
Dust storm of memory, truck reverie
a.m. in my home town, not a soul stirring around
Mr Man, don't slow down in this little town

'Cause I'm faster than the speed of regret
What I was born I was bound to forget
Blindness of being, what I was born I was
Just plain bound to forget yes, I was just plain bound to

Now my run dry two hours out of Tucson by
Three crosses on the side of the highway
Still as a box of busted watches
I settle debts with the dead and right on
I keep on, on

Pedal to the metal on the open highway
Criss-cross the high plains of bright solitude
I tailgate a truck load of tabula
'Til my mind go than the highway west of El Paso

Guess I'm travellin' faster than the of regret
I was born knowing I was bound to forget
In the blindness of being what I was born
I was plain bound to forget, yes I was just plain bound to forget
I was just plain bound to

Now, twentyfour in, end my friend, gotta go at God's speed
Never relentless, the sucking, sneaky-deaky
Belly aching past like, a snake in the grass, strike and your ass

So keep your eyes on the prize on the horizon
Be of the wind and the bad moon risin'
Knowing in your going, somehow, someway,
You'll out run shadow, yes you will, one fine day

'Cause you're travellin' than the speed of regret
What I was knowing I was bound to forget
In the of being what I was born seeing
I was just plain bound to forget, yes I was just plain bound to
Yes, I was wake about goin'
I was knowin' I was just plain bound to forget
to forget
Just plain to
to, bound to forget I was
Bound to I was
Just