Luyện nghe bài hát Flathead One More Time

Three o'clock, thismorning, I up in a dream.
I heard a flathead motor roar, I thought I smelled gasoline.
A feeling came upon me, I ain't had in years.
Something a hot dry wind, whistling past my ears.
Saying "time, time, is all you got".
There's a memory still burning, way down in my mind.
And why, I'm going out and trying, a flathead one more time.

I ain't seen my racing buddies in years, or more.
One by one I lost them, out on the dry floor.
We to push those flathead cars as hard as they could go.
Just like old Whiskey Bob, on Thunder Road.
I hear their voices calling, just accross the line.
And that's why, I'm going out and trying, a one more time.

get back to you baby, don't you have no fear.
'Cos I been there, and I wrecked that, and I'm still here.
But I can't take you with me, when I the finish line.
And why, I'm going out and trying, a flathead, one, more, time.

Time, time, is all you got.

transcribed by doobi18