Luyện nghe bài hát Gloryland (with Blackhawk)

In the little that I grew up in
Me and my buddies always had big
Kelly set her sights on movies
Randy was for the major leagues
Michaels Daddy was our county
He couldnt wait to work his old man
Me, all I was to fly an airplane
See the courtesy of Uncle Sam

Whoa, we are on our way
Were on our way to
Whoa, we are all scattered stones by Heavens hand
Whoa, we are on our way, were on our way, were on our way,

I read the words we wrote in our old
Man, its funny how our lives changed
Kellys somewhere out in
made it playing Triple A
Michael walks a beat in New City
You got to hand it to the in blue
And, me I beside men of honor
Who fought to see Americas come true

Whoa, we are on our way
on our way to Gloryland
Whoa, we are all scattered stones by Heavens hand
Whoa, we are on our way, were on our way, on our way

Oh, where life us we cant always say
(we cant say)
But where we need to be its just a dream
(just a away)

Whoa, we are on our way
Were on our way to
Whoa, we are all scattered stones by Heavens hand
Whoa, we are on our way, were on our way to
Whoa, we are on our way, were on our way, on our way

on our way