Luyện nghe bài hát Ghost of Travelin' Jones

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

Travelin' Jones, well, you seen the miles?
Have you smelled the and the smoke
Burnin' out your tires?
Well, Jones, you're the Travelin' Jones
Well, me the secrets of an endless road

It's not where been, son
what you understand
Do you know the right from
Tell me boy, are you an man?
Have you ever the fire
upon with precious desire?

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

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

An sack of dust or just a box of bones
me what you will, son
My Travelin' Jones and I found the fire