Luyện nghe bài hát Endless Grey Ribbon

The cold, night
Is split by the stab of headlights
Like fingers of that know of it
But never been there
And red-rimmed
Are for the n'th time
And for the roadsigns
That past the windshield
In the drivin' rain

His mind is not on beds of white linen
But the endless gray ribbon that on ahead

A comes up, cheesy and golden
Reminding of older times, gunning moter
Restless and
A cut bowl, free with four gallons
Is now the
Of what was the champion of heartbreakers' row

His thoughts may be of sweet smelling women
But the endless gray ribbon is his for

From Coastacola to Richfolk,
It's amazing how samey are
Twenty five some time with a waitress
Peterbuilt out in the car lot

His thoughts may be thinking of smelling women
But the endless gray is his for tonight

gray ribbon
Endless ribbon
Endless ribbon...