Luyện nghe bài hát Ghost of Travelin' Jones

An empty sack of dust or just a box of
Well, call me you will, son
My name's Travelin'
And I search for the
Stumbled upon with a precious

Jones, well, have you seen the miles?
Have you smelled the whiskey and the
Burnin' out underneath tires?
Well, Travelin' Jones, the Travelin' Jones
Well, me the secrets of an endless road

It's not you've been, son
It's what you
Do you know the from wrong
Tell me boy, are you an honest
Have you ever felt the
upon with precious desire?

Have your fingers bled, boy off strings
Tied to that box
That you're playin' across knee?
you ever felt the fire
Stumbled upon with a desire?

Travelin' Jones, well, seen the miles
I've played in every tonk bar
Yeah, behind chicken wire
Well, Travelin' Jones, you're the Travelin'
me the secrets of an endless road

An empty sack of dust or just a box of
Call me you will, son
My name's Travelin' Jones and I found the