Luyện nghe bài hát Diamonds On My Windshield

Diamonds on my
Tears from
Pullin' in town on the
Pullin' a steel in the rain

Wind my cheek
Through the
Fast flyin' freeway
It makes me sing

Duster tryin' to change my
Pullin' up on the right
Rollin'
Twenty-four hour

Wisconsin hiker with a cue-ball
Wishin' he's home in a bed
Fifteen of snow in the East
Colder than a digger's ass

And oceanside it the ride
San Clemente up
Sunday slip by
Check station close and you cruise by with a dry

Orange the neon billin'
Theater's to the brim
Slave girls and hot
full of sin

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

Sailors jockey for the lane
One O one miss it
Rollin' hills and fields
Broken line on your

The eights go east and the go north
And the nexus back and forth
You see your sign, you cross the
with a blink

Radio's gone off the air and it gives you to think
Ease it out and you creep
In a section froze out
Hear the as you fumble for a cigarette

Blazin' this neon jungle
Remember someone you met
And one block, the engine talks in whispers,"Home at last"
Whispers, whispers, whispers, "Home at last, at last"