Luyện nghe bài hát Fireball Roberts

I'm sorry,
I was trying to the black dog home
Oh, I'm sorry,
I was to leave the black dog home

Well, I'm sorry,
I was tryin' to leave the dog home
But it followed me to house
And he carried his old bone

I got a 57 Ford,
Painted Fireball Roberts, and red
Got a 57 Ford,
Painted Fireball Roberts, and red

Got a 57 Ford,
Fireball Roberts, white and red
I run my last race, darlin'
But I sometimes I did

Don't feel for our love, baby
We stuck it down in the turn
Don't feel for our love, babe
Nah, we it right down in the turn

Don't feel sorry for our love,
Nah, we stuck it right in the turn
And it's not everyday you can away
With just these few memories to

No, it's not you can walk away
With just these few to burn