Luyện nghe bài hát Diamonds On My Windshield

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

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

tryin' to change my tune
Pullin' up on the right
restlessly
Twenty-four moon

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

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

Orange drive-in the billin'
fillin' to the brim
Slave girls and hot
Bucket of sin

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

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

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

Radio's gone off the air and it you time to think
Ease it out and you across
In a section lights out
Hear the rumble as you fumble for a

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