Luyện nghe bài hát Diamonds On My Windshield

Diamonds on my
Tears heaven
in town on the Interstate
Pullin' a steel train in the

bites my cheek
Through the
flyin' freeway drive
It always me sing

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

Wisconsin hiker with a head
Wishin' home in a Wiscosin bed
Fifteen feet of in the East
than a well digger's ass

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

Orange drive-in the neon
Theater's fillin' to the
Slave and hot spurn
Bucket of sin

area
Interchange and
Fly-by-nights riverside
Black and white planes out of state, runnin' a little

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

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

Radio's gone off the air and it gives you time to
it out and you creep across
In a section froze out
the rumble as you fumble for a cigarette

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