Luyện nghe bài hát Chevrolet

In a Forty-One with my strat by the door
We was goin' to the country for what we for
I'm sure smelled the trees in the air
The best of motor cruisin's the joy to get there

I was Simonton down by the cotton gin
There was old man, trying to flag me in
He asked if I would stay and if I needed gas
I said, "No thanks, anyhow I don't too fast"

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, my Chevrolet
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, ride my

I took the road down to
Through red Brazos River land
Done hit freeway at sunset
Now the big lights are at hand, oh, no

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, my Chevrolet
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, my Chevrolet