Luyện nghe bài hát Guitar Town

Hey pretty are you ready for me
Yeah it's your good rockin' daddy down Tennessee
I'm out of Austin bound for San Antone
the radio blastin' and the bird dog on

There's a trap up ahead in Selma Town
But no local yokel gonna shut me
'Cause me and my boys got rig unwound
And we've come a thousand from a Guitar Town

Nothin' ever happened 'round my
And I ain't the kind to hang around
But I heard someone callin' my one day
And I followed that voice down the highway

Everybody me you can't get far
On thirty-seven dollars and a Jap
Now I'm smokin' into Texas with the down
And a rockin' little combo from the Guitar

Hey pretty baby don't you know it my fault
I love to hear the steel belts on the asphalt
Wake up in the middle of the night in a truck
Stumble in the restaurant wonderin' why I don't

Well I keep rockin' while I still can
I two pack habit and a motel tan
my boots hit the boards I'm a brand new man
With my to the riser I make my stand

And hey pretty won't you hold me tight
I'm loadin' up and rollin' out of tonight
One of these days I'm settle down
And take you back with me to the Guitar