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 Roberts, white and red
Got a 57 Ford,
Fireball Roberts, white and red

Got a 57 Ford,
Painted Roberts, white and red
I haven't run my last race,
But I sometimes I did

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

Don't feel for our love, baby
Nah, we stuck it down in the turn
And not everyday you can walk away
With just few memories to burn

No, it's not everyday you can away
With these few memories to burn