Luyện nghe bài hát Endless Grey Ribbon

The cold, dark
Is split by the stab of headlights
Like fingers of that know of it
But have been there
And eyes
Are for the n'th time
And strain for the
That past the windshield
In the hard rain

His mind is not dwelling on of white linen
But the endless gray ribbon winds on ahead

A moon comes up, cheesy and
Reminding of older times, moter times
and young
A cut glass bowl, free with four
Is now the
Of what once was the champion of row

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

Coastacola to Richfolk, Virginia
It's how samey they are
Twenty five buys some time a waitress
Peterbuilt out in the car lot

His may be thinking of sweet smelling women
But the gray ribbon is his for tonight

Endless ribbon
Endless ribbon
gray ribbon...