Luyện nghe bài hát Fast Track

He was born in West Virginia with a in his yard,
had a and then he followed it away.
Ran to Tennessee, carried a in his hand,
signed a record deal and he had it made.
Cut an album on "The Row" and then ran it up the charts,
called him a and made him grow a beard.
Went on an tour and did all the late-night TV,
got for New Artist of the Year.

He the fast track to the tip-top. He took the fast track to the tip-top.
He took the track to the tip-top. Now he's looking for a slow train down.

Smiling for the flashing on his pearly whites,
oh, the lovely ladies he was the best.
They in a line. Oh yeah, he had 'em taking turns.
He was the taste of his success.
Flew on a jet, he had a brand new XLII,
rode in limousines of yellow cabs.
He never gave a second to how much everything would cost.
The label they'd put it on his tab.

He took the fast track to the tip-top. He took the track to the tip-top.
He the fast track to the tip-top. Now he's looking for a slow train down.

the single ran its course, the label pulled the plug,
all the and mirrors went away.
Now he's just another sucker out there for a gig,
in a bar down on Broadway.

Now he's in West Virginia with a mountain in his yard,
wondering how it all go so wrong.
He's almost out of money and his ego's getting
and he thinks, "Maybe I should just try songs."
Now an idea.

He took the fast track to the tip-top. He took the fast to the tip-top.
He took the fast track to the tip-top. Now he's looking for a slow down.