Luyện nghe bài hát Diamonds On My Windshield

Diamonds on my
from heaven
Pullin' in on the Interstate
Pullin' a train in the rain

bites my cheek
Through the
Fast flyin' freeway
It always makes me

tryin' to change my tune
Pullin' up fast on the
Rollin'
Twenty-four moon

Wisconsin with a cue-ball head
he's home in a Wiscosin bed
Fifteen feet of snow in the
than a well digger's ass

And oceanside it ends the
San Clemente up
Sunday desperadoes by
Check close and you cruise by with a dry back

drive-in the neon billin'
Theater's fillin' to the
Slave girls and hot
full of sin

Metropolitan
Interchange and
Fly-by-nights from
Black and white planes out of state, a little late

Sailors jockey for the lane
One O one don't it
Rollin' hills and fields
Broken line on mind

The go east and the fives go north
And the merging back and forth
You see your sign, you the line
Signal with a

Radio's gone off the air and it gives you to think
it out and you creep across
In a lights froze out
Hear the rumble as you fumble for a

Blazin' through this jungle
Remember that you met
And one more block, the talks in whispers,"Home at last"
Whispers, whispers, whispers, "Home at last, at last"